It was as though hand had fitted into glove.
"What is your dog named ?" "Hector." "Mine's Bran.

You come to Glenfernie to-morrow and I'll show you a place that's all mine.

It's the room in the old keep.

I've books there and apples and nuts and curiosities.

There's a big fireplace, and my father's let me build a furnace besides, and I've kettles and crucibles and pans and vials--" "What for ?" Alexander paused and gazed at Ian, then gave into his keeping the great secret.