This, however, being behind the door and fully employed in securing it,
we did not know at the time. But when we hurried again to the top of
the tower, we saw the enemy swarming down the cliff side to render him
some assistance, or it might be to recover his body.
’Ask him, when you get him, if he has another letter from my lord the
Earl,’ cried the Dominie after them.
’And serve him right well, the treacherous hound,’ muttered the little
man to himself, ’if you find him in pound pieces!’
But I said nothing, for I thought the fellow would mind the kick that I
gave him.
That night Thomas of Drummurchie and all his folk removed from the cave
where till now they had dwelt. They went over in our boat and in that of
James Bannatyne of Chapeldonnan to the mainland, being frightened (as I
guess) by our declaration that there were those coming who would deliver
them to justice. And also being dismayed, as I make no doubt, by our
staunch and desperate defence.
Thus were we left alone on the muckle weary rock which men call Ailsa,
and which thousands of free men and women look at every day without a
thought of the poor prisoned folk upon it.
*CHAPTER XXXVII*
*THE VOICE OUT OF THE NIGHT*
Now, so long as provisions last, Ailsa is none such a bad sanctuary, and
we might have passed the time there very well, had we possessed minds
sufficiently at ease for enjoying such a hermitage. The spring was but
a few yards above the castle, and it ran crystal clear into a little
basin which I cut in the rock. We had enough victual to serve us for a
month with the provision we had bought in Girvan, and with what I shot
of the puffins or Tammy Nories, which ran in and out of their holes all
day like conies in a warren.
Sometimes we would climb to the top of the crag and look long at the
sea, which from there seemed like a great sheet hung upon Cantyre and
Arran on the one side and upon the hills of Galloway and Carrick on the
other—with Ailsa itself, on which we were sitting, in the deepest trough
of it.
A few boats crept timidly about the shore, and a little ship sometimes
passed by. But otherwise we had for companions only the silly
guillemots that couped their tails uppermost and dived under, the
fishing-gulls that dropped splash into the water, and the solan or
solemne geese which, when they fell, made a bigger plunge than any, even
as on the cliffs of the island their keckling and crying are the
loudest.
One day the Dominie and I were sitting on the roof of all things (as the
summit of Ailsa seemed to be), picking at the grasses and knuckling
little stones for the idlesse which comes with summer weather, when it
came in my head to rally Robert Mure, because he had a cold hearthstone
and a half empty bed.
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