“And there’s Davy,” said Travers.
Malcolm got into the dinghy and rowed ashore.
“Davy,” he said, “I don’t want you to be all day on board, but I can’t have you be longer away than an hour at a time.”
“Ay, ay, sir,” said Davy.
“Now attend to me.”
“Ay, ay, sir.”
“Do you know Lady Lossie’s house?”
“No, sir; but I ken hersel’.”
“How is that?”
“I ha’e seen her mair nor twa or three times, ridin’ wi’ yersel’, to yon hoose yon’er.”