ly
the war, of course, and went to bed early.

"Now, Ron," exclaimed Myra, as we said good-night, "if Mr. Garnesk is
really going to leave us on Monday, you mustn't let him worry about
things to-morrow. Do let him have one day's holiday while he is with
us, anyway."

"I will," I agreed. "We'll have a real holiday to-morrow. Suppose we
all go up Loch Hourn in the motor-boat in the afternoon?"

So it was arranged that we should have an afternoon on the sea and a
morning's fishing on the loch. Garnesk fell in with the idea readily.

"It will do you good," he declared. "You won't be feeling too frisky
in the morning after your adventure this afternoon."

As it turned out he was quite right, for I awoke in the morning with a
slight headache and a tendency to ache all over. So we fished the loch
in a very leisurely fashion for an hour or two, and after lunch the
four of us went up to Kinlochbourn. We took a tea-basket with us, and
very nearly succeeded in banishing the green ray altogether from our
minds. I had taken my Kodak with me, and we ran in shore, and
otherwise altered our course occasionally in order to enable me to
record some choice peep of the magnificent scenery. When we got back
to the lodge we were all feeling much the better for the outing. After
dinner Myra, who had taken the greatest interest in the photographs,
although, poor child, she could not see what I had taken, and would
not be able to see the result either, was anxious to know how they had
turned out.

"I should love to know if the snapshots are good," she said,
"particularly the one at Caolas Mor. Develop them in the morning,
Ronnie, won't you? If you don't you'll probably take them away, and
forget all about them."

Garnesk looked at me. He was always on the _qui vive_ for any
opportunity to give Myra a little pleasure. He felt very strongly that
she must be kept from worrying at all costs.

"Why not develop them now, Ewart?" he suggested.

"Certainly," I said, "if everybody will excuse me."

"Dad's in the library," Myra replied, "but everybody else will come
with you if you ask us nicely. Besides, I shall have to tell you where
everything is. There's plenty of room for us all."

"Right you are," I agreed readily, and went out to get a small folding
armchair from the verandah. We went up to the dark-room at the top of
the house, and Myra sat in the corner, giving me instructions as to
the position of the bottles, etc. I prepared the