"Ah! perhaps so. However, Donald said, ’His lordship went hout for an hour, and got a brace and a alf. His lordship is no keen for a big bag, ye ken; but is just satisfied if he can get a brace or a couple of brace afore luncheon. It is the exerceez he likes.’ I then discovered that Lord —— had had this moor as part of his shooting last year; and I assured Donald I did not hunger after slaughter. So we climbed higher and higher. I found Donald a most instructive companion. He was very great on the ownership of the land about here; and the old families, don’t you know; and all that kind of thine. I heard a lot about the MacDougalls, and how they had all their possessions confiscated in 1745; and how, when the Government pardoned them, and ordered the land to be restored, the Campbells and Breadalbane, into whose hands it had fallen, kept all the best bits for themselves. I asked Donald why they did not complain; he only grinned; I suppose they were afraid to make a row. Then there was one MacDougall, an admiral or captain, don’t you know; and he sent a boat to rescue some shipwrecked men, and the boat was swamped. Then he would send another; and that was swamped, too. The Government, Donald informed me, wanted to hang him for his philanthropy; but he had influential friends; and he was let off on the payment of a large sum of money—I suppose out of what Argyll and Breadalbane had left him." The Youth calmly shifted his hands to the other knee. "You see, Miss Avon, this was all very interesting; but I had to ask Donald where the birds were. ’I’ll let loose the doag now,’ says he. Well; he did so. You would have thought he had let loose a sky-rocket! It was off and away—up hill and down dale—and all his whistling wasn’t of the slightest use. ’He’s a bit wild,’ Donald had to admit; ’but if I had kent you were agoin’ shootin’ earlier in the morning, I would have given him a run or two to take the freshness hoff. But on a day like this, sir, there’s no scent; we will just have to walk them up; they’ll lie as close as a water-hen.’ So we left the dog to look after himself; and on we pounded. Do you see that long ridge of rugged hill?" He pointed to the coast-line beyond the bay. "Yes."