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"
Read
that
,
"
said
he
,
and
put
the
letter
in
my
hand
.
Here
it
is
,
lying
before
me
as
I
write
:
"
The
Hawes
Inn
,
at
the
Queen
's
Ferry
.
"
Sir
,
--
I
lie
here
with
my
hawser
up
and
down
,
and
send
my
cabin-boy
to
informe
.
If
you
have
any
further
commands
for
over-seas
,
to-day
will
be
the
last
occasion
,
as
the
wind
will
serve
us
well
out
of
the
firth
.
I
will
not
seek
to
deny
that
I
have
had
crosses
with
your
doer
,
Mr.
Rankeillor
;
of
which
,
if
not
speedily
redd
up
,
you
may
looke
to
see
some
losses
follow
.
I
have
drawn
a
bill
upon
you
,
as
per
margin
,
and
am
,
sir
,
your
most
obedt.
,
humble
servant
,
"
ELIAS
HOSEASON
.
"
Agent
.
"
You
see
,
Davie
,
"
resumed
my
uncle
,
as
soon
as
he
saw
that
I
had
done
,
"
I
have
a
venture
with
this
man
Hoseason
,
the
captain
of
a
trading
brig
,
the
Covenant
,
of
Dysart
.
Now
,
if
you
and
me
was
to
walk
over
with
yon
lad
,
I
could
see
the
captain
at
the
Hawes
,
or
maybe
on
board
the
Covenant
if
there
was
papers
to
be
signed
;
and
so
far
from
a
loss
of
time
,
we
can
jog
on
to
the
lawyer
,
Mr.
Rankeillor
's
.
After
a
'
that
's
come
and
gone
,
ye
would
be
swier
to
believe
me
upon
my
naked
word
;
but
ye
'll
believe
Rankeillor
.
He
's
factor
to
half
the
gentry
in
these
parts
;
an
auld
man
,
forby
:
highly
respeckit
,
and
he
kenned
your
father
.
"
I
stood
awhile
and
thought
.
I
was
going
to
some
place
of
shipping
,
which
was
doubtless
populous
,
and
where
my
uncle
durst
attempt
no
violence
,
and
,
indeed
,
even
the
society
of
the
cabin-boy
so
far
protected
me
.
Once
there
,
I
believed
I
could
force
on
the
visit
to
the
lawyer
,
even
if
my
uncle
were
now
insincere
in
proposing
it
;
and
,
perhaps
,
in
the
bottom
of
my
heart
,
I
wished
a
nearer
view
of
the
sea
and
ships
.
You
are
to
remember
I
had
lived
all
my
life
in
the
inland
hills
,
and
just
two
days
before
had
my
first
sight
of
the
firth
lying
like
a
blue
floor
,
and
the
sailed
ships
moving
on
the
face
of
it
,
no
bigger
than
toys
.
One
thing
with
another
,
I
made
up
my
mind
.
"
Very
well
,
"
says
I
,
"
let
us
go
to
the
Ferry
.
"
My
uncle
got
into
his
hat
and
coat
,
and
buckled
an
old
rusty
cutlass
on
;
and
then
we
trod
the
fire
out
,
locked
the
door
,
and
set
forth
upon
our
walk
.
