“Of course I did, and left a nest-egg for Rab and Maggie’s eldest boy.”
“And that was how long ago?”
“Above thirty years.”
“And have you been since?”
“Of course; to leave a dowry for his eldest girl.”
“And how long’s that ago?”
“Say ten years.”
“Then you haven’t been to sleep since?”
“Haven’t I though! I’ve had thirty years of it, in three different times; else how should I be eighty year old, and yet out here.”
“Well, of all the yarns—” began Bostock.