Chapter Five.
Outward Bound.
“But why not go on board to-night?” asked Nic.
“Because,” said Lady O’Hara drily, “it will be better to leave it till to-morrow.”
Nic wondered, and said nothing, but he knew afterwards. The fact was, he did not think about anything for long. There was too much to see and do. One thought crowded out another. This minute he would be wondering how the dogs were, the next whether cows were ever sea-sick, and this made him wonder whether Dominic Braydon, off on his first voyage, would suffer from that most unpleasant ailment. There were the new clothes to think about, and the guns. It happened, too, that while he was thinking about them Lady O’Hara, looking worried and tired, entered the hotel room.
“I hope that man sent the guns all right,” said Nic.
“He did, for I received a note from him and a receipt for their delivery.”
“I’m glad of that,” said Nic. “I was anxious about them.” Lady O’Hara looked amused. Then, watching the boy closely, she said:
“By the way, Dominic, I don’t think I told you I meant that gun with the short stock for you.”