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sun ; and Fred remarked how lucky, after all, was 

 the rough weather, as, without it, the trout might 

 have laughed at our beards or baskets at all 

 events, he added, on seeing me smile. 



We got to the Lodge rather late, for the others 

 had been home some time, and they had killed four 

 salmon, a grilse, and some sea-trout. 



On meeting at dinner, Ward inquired gaily, " I 

 say, Fred, who, think you, comes here to-mor- 

 row?" 



" Don't know ; unless it be your sketching friends, 

 the Mortons." 



" Hardly. Only your mother, and Annie,' and 

 Miss Clive, and your mother's bonne, and all sorts 

 of bonnets and band-boxes." 



" Oh ! Hope, that's capital ! How jolly ! and won't 

 we take them to the Fairy Loch ? But will not 

 Janet be bored, Major ?" added Fred. 



" Far from it, my boy, she is quite pleased and 

 amiable ; and she says it will be like old times when 

 her lady kept Ardenmohr full of company ; and 

 Hope was just now telling her that his friends were 

 easy-going people, and could rough it in harder 

 quarters." 



"I should rather think so, and in worse com- 



