Queen's piper, he will be living there too."

But, of course, they had to part company when the train came up; and
Hamish and Colin Laing got into a third-class carriage together. The
cousin from Greenock had been hanging rather in the background; but he
had kept his ears open.

"Now, Hamish," said he, in the tongue in which they could both speak
freely enough, "I will tell you something; and do not think I am an
ignorant man, for I know what is going on. Oh yes. And it is a great
danger you are running into."

"What do you mean, Colin?" said Hamish; but he would look out of the
window.

"When a gentleman goes away in a yacht, does he take an old woman like
Christina with him? Oh no; I think not. It is not a customary thing.
And the ladies' cabin; the ladies' cabin is kept very smart, Hamish. And
I think I know who is to have the ladies' cabin?"

"Then you are very clever, Colin," said Hamish, contemptously. "But it
is too clever you are. You think it strange that the young English lady
should take that cabin. I will tell you this--that it is not the first
time nor the second time that the young English lady has gone for a
voyage in the _Umpire_, and in that very cabin too. And I will tell you
this, Colin; that it is this very year she had that cabin; and was in
Loch Tua, and Loch-na-Keal, and Loch Scridain, and Calgary Bay. And as
for Christina--oh, it is much you know about fine ladies in Greenock! I
tell you that an English lady cannot go anywhere without someone to
attend to her."

"Hamish, do not try to make a fool of me," said Laing angrily. "Do you
think a lady would go travelling without any luggage? And she does not
know where the _Umpire_ is going!"

"Do you know?"

"No."

"Very well, then. It is Sir Keith Macleod who is the master when he is
on board the _Umpire_, and where he wants to go the others have to go."

"Oh, do you think that? And do you speak like that to a man who can pay
eighty-five pounds a year of rent?"

"No, I do not forget that it is a kindness to me that you are doing,
Colin; and to Sir Keith Macleod, too; and he will not forget it. But as
for this young lady, or that young lady, what has that to do with it?
You know what the bell of Scoon said, '_That which concerns you not,
meddle not with._'"

"I shall be glad when I am back in Greenock," said Colin Laing, moodily.

But was not this a fine, fair scene that Miss Gertrude White saw around
her when they came in sight of the