him, and said something about a former boat of his having been blown out
into Loch Rogue--which seemed to me a strange name for even a Highland
loch. But the elder lad, he must needs have a sword; and when I asked
him what he wanted that for, he said, quite proudly, 'To kill the
Frenchmen with.' 'To kill Frenchmen with?' I said; for this young
fire-eater seemed to mean what he said. 'Yes, ma'am,' said he, 'for they
shoot the sheep out on the Flannan Islands when no one sees them; but we
will catch them some day.' I was afraid to ask him where the Flannan
Islands were, for I could see he was already regarding me as a very
ignorant person; so I had their toys tied up for them, and packed them
off home. 'And when you get home,' I said to them, 'you will give my
compliments to your mamma, and say that you got the ship and the sword
from a lady who has a great liking for the Highland people.' 'Yes,
ma'am,' says he, touching his cap again with a proud politeness; and
then they went their ways, and I saw them no more."
Then the Christmas-time came, with all its mystery, and friendly
observances, and associations; and she described to him how Carry and
she were engaged in decorating certain schools in which they were
interested, and how a young curate had paid her a great deal of
attention, until some one went and told him, as a cruel joke, that Miss
White was a celebrated dancer at a music-hall.
Then, on Christmas morning, behold, the very first snow of the year! She
got up early; she went out alone; the holiday world of London was not
yet awake.
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