"My dear," cried the little man, "it is storming my reason."
"There," said she, "I told you so. And now we are both of one mind, you shall present these tidings to McTavish together with my compliments."
"First," said Traquair cautiously, "I"ll bide a bit on the thought."
"I will leave the time to your meeserable conscience," said Miss McTavish generously. "Meanwhile, my dear man, while the semblance of prosperity abides over my head in the shape of a roof, there"s a matter o" ten pound--"
Mr. Traquair rose briskly to his feet. "Ten pound!" he exclaimed.
"Only ten pound," she wheedled.
"My dear," he said, "I don"t see where you"re to raise another matter o"
saxpence this month."
"But I"ve promised the ten pound on my honor," she said. "Would you have me break my word to a servant?"
"Well--well," temporized Mr. Traquair, "I"ll have another look at the books. Mind, I"m not saying it can be done--unless you"ll sell a bit timber here and yont--"
"Dear man," she said, "full well ye know it"s not mine to sell. Then you"re to let me have the ten pound?"
"If I were to employ a wheedler," said Mr. Traquair, "I"d have no choice "twixt you and Satan. Mind, I make no promises. Ten pound is a prodeegious sum o" money, when ye hay"na got it."
"Not later than to-morrow, then," said Miss McTavish, as though to cap a promise that had been made to her. "I"m obliged to you, Traquair, deeply obliged."
IV
But it was not the matter of the ten pounds that worried Traquair as he climbed into his pony cart and drove slowly through the castle policies to the gate. Indeed, the lofty gates had not been closed behind him before he had forgotten all about them. That The McTavish was not The McTavish alone occupied his attention. And when he perceived the cause of the trouble, strolling beside the lofty ring fence of stone that shielded the castle policies from impertinent curiosity, it was in anything but his usual cheerful voice that he hailed him.
"Will you take a lift, Mr. McTavish?" he invited dismally.
"Oh, no," said The McTavish, "I won"t trouble you, thanks."
Traquair"s meeserable conscience got the better of him all at once. And with that his cheerfulness returned.
"Get in," he said. "You cannot help troubling me, Mr. McTavish. I"ve a word for you, sir."
McTavish, wondering, climbed into the car.
"Fergus," said Traquair to the small boy who acted as groom, messenger, and shoe polisher to the local branch of the Bank of Scotland, "ye"ll walk."
When the two were thus isolated from prying ears, Mr. Traquair cleared his throat and spoke. "Is there anything, Mr. McTavish," he said, "in this world that a rich man like you may want?"
"Oh, yes," said McTavish, "some things."
"More wealth?"
McTavish shook his head.
"Houses--lands?" Traquair looked up shrewdly from the corner of his eye, but McTavish shook his head again.
"Power, then, Mr. McTavish?"
"No--not power."
"Glory?"
"No," said McTavish; "I"m sorry, but I"m afraid not."
"Then, sir," said Traquair, "it"s a woman."
"No," said McTavish, and he blushed handsomely. "It"s _the_ woman."
"I withdraw my insinuation," said Traquair gravely.
"I thank you," said Mr. McTavish.
"I am glad, sir," said Traquair presently, "to find you in so generous a disposition, for we have need of your generosity. I have it from Miss McTavish herself," he went on gravely, "that your ancestor, so far as you know, was Colland McTavish."
"So far as I know and believe," said McTavish, "he was."
"Did you know that Colland McTavish should have been _The_ McTavish?"
asked Mr. Traquair.
"It never entered my head. Was he the oldest son?"
"He was," said Mr. Traquair solemnly, "until in the eyes of the _law_ he ceased to exist."
"Then," said McTavish, "in every eye save that of the law I am _The_ McTavish."
Mr. Traquair bowed. "Miss McTavish," he said, "was for telling you at once; but she left the matter entirely to my discretion. I have thought best to tell you."
"Would the law," asked McTavish, "oust Miss McTavish and stand me in her shoes?"
"The law," said Traquair pointedly, "would not do the former, and," with a glance at McTavish"s feet, "the Auld Nick could not do the latter."
McTavish laughed. "Then why have you told me?" he asked.
"Because," said Traquair grandly, "it is Miss McTavish"s resolution to make no opposition to your claim."
"I see; I am to become "The" without a fight."
"Precisely," said Traquair.
"Well, discretionary powers as to informing me of this were given you, as I understand, Mr. Traquair?"
"They were," said Traquair.