nd come to Burra Wick. No
Viking should sail from a legitimate voe. Garth and I spell 'wick'
with a 'v' and no 'c' in it, remember."

"Oh, brodhor, are you to go a-Vikinging still?" Signy asked in an
ecstatic whisper; and our hero, squeezing her close to him, answered,
"Yes, Mootie, thanks to that jolly old brick! I don't believe I should
ever have thought of _his_ plan. It is even better than mine, for it
has got no enemy in it, but the chance of ever so many adventures."

A pleasant breeze had sprung up, so there was no rowing to do on the
homeward voyage. Mr. Adiesen was steering, and Aunt Osla was napping,
rolled up in shawls. Mr. Neeven had unbent considerably during the
day, and was talking to his cousin with an unusual degree of
cheerfulness. The Harrison boys were amusing themselves over a wooden
puzzle which Harry Mitchell had invented and given them. Thus Yaspard
and his sister could talk confidentially together without being
overheard. He was as eager to tell her of the new project as she was
to listen, and before long they had not only discussed the Yarl's
scheme, but had built on it a vast structure of romantic adventure.

"It has been the very happiest of days, this," said Signy when they
reached the quay; "but even happiness makes one tired, and so I am glad
to be home. I shall be asleep like winkie as soon as I get into bed."

"Not so your roving brother," quoth Yaspard; "I have other things to do
than sleep," and he grimaced at Lowrie, who grinned back a perfect
understanding of the mysterious allusion; but Signy by that time was
too sleepy to pay further attention, so followed Miss Adiesen to
Moolapund, and was soon resting in dreamless repose in her own room.

Meanwhile Yaspard and the Harrisons politely offered to row the
_Osprey_ to the head of the voe with Mr. Neeven, and he--with less than
his usual sharp suspicion--agreed. He even thanked them as he stepped
ashore, and he strode up the hill without once looking back. If he had
done so he would have seen that the boat did not pass beyond the
Hoobes, but stopped near there, where the old water-mill was located by
the side of a burn whose spring was far up the hill-side. They
fastened the boat, and went into the mill-house, where a quantity of
last year's straw and chaff was heaped. On this the three lads flung
themselves and were soon fast asleep. And there the Harrisons would
have slept on till breakfast time if Yaspard had not