ON THE COAST OF ARRAN 91 



When I get near to the foot of this barrier I 

 see coming down towards me, out of the clouds, 

 with break-neck strides, two stalwart athletes 

 whom I know. They have come from Corrie, 

 and are making the circuit of the two glens. 

 As it is hardly likely that I should get well over 

 before dusk, I decide to return with them along 

 Glen Eosa. We sit down for a few minutes on 

 a dry patch of heather not easy to find^while 

 they smoke their pipes, and then we start home- 

 ward at a great pace, with trousers turned up 

 and shirts turned back, careless of the way, 

 leaping from rock to rock, and out of one spongy 

 hole into another. I admire their agility, and 

 follow as well as I may. It is a good six miles 

 back through the glen, and six miles more along 

 the high-road by the sea. By the time we reach 

 Corrie, I have had quite enough of it ; but after 

 a smart rubbing down, I am ready for the 

 evening meal, and not indisposed for the well- 

 earned rest which is to follow. 



