"Aw, ay, and a fine boat too," said Archie. "And if Miss Stanley herself would be wishing for a sail, I would bring the boat round from Camus Bheag."
"That is just what I have been thinking of," Mary said: they were now come in sight of the sea, and she was absently looking out towards the horizon.
"Ay, chist any time that Miss Stanley pleases, and I will not be charging anything," said the good-natured giant with the friendly (and bemused) eyes. "Aw, naw, there would be no charge at ahl—but chist a gless of whisky when we come ashore."
"Oh, I must pay you for your time, of course," said she, briefly. "I suppose you could bring your boat round this evening so that my friend and myself might start pretty early to-morrow morning? We should be ready by ten."
Käthchen turned wondering eyes upon her.
"But where are you going, Mamie?"
"I am going out to Heimra Island," she said.
CHAPTER VII.
THE PIRATE'S LAIR.
It was a bold undertaking; and Käthchen hardly concealed her dismay; but Mary Stanley was resolute.