He went on to Port-y-Vullin, mounted the new mill, threw down the roof rafters, and every wall that they had rested upon, until not one stone was left above another, and the house, so near completion, was only a heap of ruins. Then he went into the old hut, took up his treasures and flung them out to sea.
Meantime, the six Fairbrothers were putting their heads together.
"President!" said Thurstan; "that's as good as Governor-General."
"The deuce!" said John.
"She'll be rich," said Ross. "I always said she was fit for a lady."
"Hum! We've made a mess of it," said Stean.
"Well, you wouldn't take my advice," said Asher. "I was for treating the girl fair."
"Stay," said Jacob, "it's not yet too late."
"Well, what's to be done?" said the others together.
"Go after her," said Jacob.