"
"I feel like a fool," said Martin; "as if I'd been delivering a
lecture."
"Don't think it," cried Miss Brodie, who had drawn near. "You've been
perfectly lovely, and I am so glad to have got to know you better. For
me, I am quite resolved to go to Canada."
"But do you think they can really spare us all, Miss Brodie?" exclaimed
"Lily" in an anxious voice. "For, of course, if you go we must."
"No, 'Lily,' I'm quite sure they can't spare you. Just think, what could
the Browning-Wagner circle do? Besides, what could we do with you when
we were all working, for I can quite see that there is no use going to
Canada unless you mean to work?"
"You've got it, Miss Brodie," said Martin. "My lecture is not in vain.
There is no use going to Canada unless you mean to work and to stay with
the job till the cows come home."
"Till the cows come--?" gasped "Lily."
"Oh, never mind him, Mr. Martin! Come, 'Lily' dear, I'll explain it to
you on the way home. Good-night, Mr. Dunn; we've had a jolly evening.
And as for our friend Cameron, I've ceased to pity him; on the contrary,
I envy him his luck."
CHAPTER VII
FAREWELL TO CUAGH OIR
Once more the golden light of a sunny spring day was shining on the
sapphire loch at the bottom, and overflowing at the rim of the Cuagh
Oir.
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