Robert Bruce!
Macphail.
Aye—just from a Saturday till Monday, I’m thinking.
Mrs. Gaylustre.
There must be a legend attached to every stone of Ballocheevin.
Macphail.
Aye, it’s interesting—but it requires papering. I am so tired of Ballocheevin.
Mrs. Gaylustre.
But you love the rugged country, the vast overwhelming hills, and the placid lochs?
Macphail.