“Oh, you wouldn’t like that at all,” said Marion. “It’s not a place to see. We were put there when we were little children, when it didn’t matter where we lived. Don’t go to any such place. There’s nothing to see.” “There would always be some trace of you,” said Eddy, making great use of his eyes. And then they both burst into a laugh. “You’re so silly that one doesn’t know how to speak to you,” said Marion, “but for all that don’t go there.” Rosamond walked along with her long tread in stately seriousness after them. She said, “You are very kind to take Eddy in hand. He wants so much to be steadied, and get a little solidity. I would much rather have him with you than with more----” She paused a moment, and looked her companion over with her steady gaze. “How? You mean better company,” he said. “No, I don’t mean that. I mean--people in the world: he is so much better out of the world, and seeing nobody he ever knew before.” “Among the natives,” said Archie with a laugh. Rosamond did not contradict him or look as if he had made any mistake. She said with a sigh, “Eddy wants a great deal of looking after. I wish I could find some one to pay a little attention to him. He will be good for a few days, and then he will go all wrong, as if he had never pulled up before.” She sighed, and added, “keep him safe for me to-day. Don’t let him go and roam about spending money.” “I will do my best.” “Are you a man that spends money yourself, Mr. Rowland. People don’t do that in Scotland, do they? They are different.” “They cannot do that,” said Archie, with a laugh, “when they have nothing in their pockets to spend.” “I beg your pardon. I thought you had quantities of money,” Rosamond said. CHAPTER XXX.