"
"Perhaps," said he, rather tentatively, "you mean that we should all of
us keep to our own walks in life?"
"I'm sure I don't mean anything of the kind," said she, with much
frankness. "I only mean that if you are not a first-rate shot, you need
not be ashamed of it; you should remember there are other things you can
do well. And really you must go out to-morrow morning. My brother was
talking about it at breakfast; and I believe the proposal is that you go
with him and Captain Waveney. If any little mistake is made, Captain
Waveney is the man to retrieve it--at least so I've heard them say."
"At all events," said he, "if I go with them at all, it will not be
under false pretences. I shall warn them, to begin with, that I am a bad
shot; then I can't be found out. And they must put me in a position
where I can't do much harm."
"I dare say you shoot very well," she said, with a smile. "Gentlemen
always talk like that on the evening before the Twelfth, if they have
come to a strange moor."
But now she had risen again, for a breath of wind was stirring along the
strath, while some higher air-currents were slowly bringing certain
fleecy clouds across from the west.
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