Mhail Gaelic heaibh ?" "Go dearbh ha." And on they went for some minutes in what Mrs.Macintyre called "the dear old speech," till Mrs.Macintyre, remembering herself, said to Mandy: "But you do not understand the Gaelic?
Well, well, you will forgive us.
And to think that in this far land I should find a young lady like this to speak it to me! Do you know, I am forgetting it out here." All the while she was speaking she was laying the cloth and setting the table.
"And you have come all the way from Calgary this morning?
What a drive for the young lady! You must be tired out.

Would you lie down upon the bed for an hour?
Then come away in to the bedroom and fresh yourselves up a bit.

Come away in.

I'll get Mr.Cameron over." "We are a big party," said Mandy, "for your wee house.

We have a friend with us--Dr.Martin." "Dr.Martin?
Indeed I know him well, and a fine man he is and that kind and clever.