The view was magnificent, taking in the harbor and the sweep of low, purple hills beyond.

The table was heaped with Mrs.Doctor's delicacies but the piece de resistance was undoubtedly the big platter of sea trout.
"Thought they'd be sorter tasty after travelling," said Captain Jim.
"They're fresh as trout can be, Mistress Blythe.

Two hours ago they were swimming in the Glen Pond." "Who is attending to the light tonight, Captain Jim ?" asked Doctor Dave.
"Nephew Alec.

He understands it as well as I do.

Well, now, I'm real glad you asked me to stay to supper.