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Chapter 18

           

           “Ay”saidAlan,“Riach!Well,itwashimthattookuptheclubsforme,askedthemeniftheywerenaefearedofajudgment,and,sayshe‘Dod,I’llputmybacktotheHielandman’smysel’.’That’snonesuchanentirelybadlittleman,yonlittlemanwiththeredhead,”saidAlan.“Hehassomespunksofdecency.”

           “Well,”saidI,“hewaskindtomeinhisway.”

           “AndsohewastoAlan,”saidhe;“andbymytroth,Ifoundhiswayaverygoodone!Butyesee,David,thelossoftheshipandthecriesofthesepoorladssatveryillupontheman;andI’mthinkingthatwouldbethecauseofit.”

           “Well,Iwouldthinkso,”saysI;“forhewasaskeenasanyoftherestatthebeginning.ButhowdidHoseasontakeit?”

           “Itsticksinmymindthathewouldtakeitveryill,”saysAlan.“Butthelittlemancriedtometorun,andindeedIthoughtitwasagoodobserve,andran.ThelastthatIsawtheywereallinaknotuponthebeach,likefolkthatwerenotagreeingverywelltogether.”

           “Whatdoyoumeanbythat?”saidI.

           “Well,thefistsweregoing,”saidAlan;“andIsawonemangodownlikeapairofbreeks.ButIthoughtitwouldbebetternotowait.Yeseethere’sastripofCampbellsinthatendofMull,whichisnogoodcompanyforagentlemanlikeme.IfithadnaebeenforthatIwouldhavewaitedandlookedforyemysel’,letalonegivingahandtothelittleman.”(ItwasdrollhowAlandweltonMr.Riach’sstature,for,tosaythetruth,theonewasnotmuchsmallerthantheother

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