The weatherly little steamer on which she had been travelling along that wonderful coast since leaving the train had just rounded a high, bluff1 headland and all at once opened out the wide waters of Loch Jura, mirror-like in the still afternoon among the frowning mountains about them. Mr. Jobling and Slyne were with her on the bridge. Captain Dove strolled up at that moment, his hands in his pockets, his soft felt hat on the back of his head, a cigar cocked between his teeth at an equally rakish angle. Sallie was staring straight ahead, with wide, apprehensive2 eyes.
"Is that Loquhariot!" she asked again, almost in a whisper, as she gazed helplessly at the high battlements of the ancient stronghold which looks from its lofty promontory3 down the whole length of the loch, unchanged in its seaward face since the date of its building. Even Captain Dove was impressed by the picture it made.
"That's your Castle of Loquhariot, Lady Josceline," Mr. Jobling at length replied, and went on to tell her its history, learned from the guide-book and locally when he had been there before.
The Castle of Loquhariot dates back to the sixteenth century. But for long ere that, a squat4, four-square fortalice had occupied its site. Legend has it that the grim, grey keep which to-day covers the whole surface of what was then a high rocky island but is now a mere5 peninsula of the mainland, was first conceived in the mind of the then Lord Jura, a plain Scots baron6 of piratical tendencies, who had brought back from the Spanish Main—whither he had sailed in the company of another of the same kidney as himself, one Francis Drake—a veritable shipload of doubloons and pieces-of-eight; and that its ramparts had first been armed and manned, in haste, when the remains7 of the Great Armada came drifting southward from Cape8 Wrath9 on its hapless way home to Spain, after that same Francis Drake had done with it.
To-day, at any rate, may be seen in more than one of the embrasures on those ramparts, some culverin or falconet salved from the wreck10 of a great galleon11 which went to pieces on the Small Isles12, at the mouth of the loch. And in a little graveyard13 on the smallest of the Small Isles stands a weather-beaten stone which says that round about it lie buried the bones of a great mort of Spaniards there interred14 by their sworn enemies in August, A. D. 1588.
It must undoubtedly15 have cost at least a shipload of doubloons to build the castle. But the then baron did not build it all, for there are towers and wings and bastions added, on the landward side, during the next two centuries; whose cost would seem to show that his piratical lordship did not leave his descendants quite penniless. The circular North Keep alone—where the billiard-room is nowadays—must undoubtedly have cost its imaginative progenitor16 a small fortune.
The whole edifice17, as it now stands, is a monument, apparently18 imperishable, to the greatness and grandeur19, past, present, and to come, of the Jura family. And Sallie, staring at it with wide, apprehensive eyes, from the bridge of the busy little coaster, listening to Mr. Jobling's descriptive quotations20, with Captain Dove of the Olive Branch, and Jasper Slyne for company, felt infinitely21 dispirited by the knowledge that she and none other was the present representative of that proud race.
The steamer drew in toward the anchorage and a ferryboat put off from the shore to meet it. The kilted Highlandmen therein looked askance at Ambrizette and crossed themselves quite openly as she was handed down into it from the gangway. Slyne followed and held out his arms to Sallie, but she needed no such assistance. And the men in the boat seemed better content after a glance or two at her as she sat down and slipped a warm arm around Ambrizette, who was shivering in the winter afternoon.
The two remaining travellers jumped in, the baggage was transshipped, and the steamer swung about on her way to the farther north. The captain sounded his steam-whistle and waved his cap in parting salute22 as the ferry made its slow way ashore23 to the further accompaniment of a dirge-like chorus from the crew at its heavy sweeps; at which music Captain Dove snorted his disgust very audibly. He had awoke with a headache and had been in a bad temper all day.
By the way Slyne held a low-toned conversation with Mr. Jobling. And when the big boat was at length beached beside a rude pier24, he paid the ferryman liberally, distributed some small change among the oarsmen, and bade them bring the baggage along to the little inn on the roadside at a short distance.
"Better send Ambrizette with me," he said to Sallie, and the black dwarf25 trotted26 off after him in obedience27 to a few words from her mistress, while Mr. Jobling turned the other way, toward the Castle.
"We'll just have time to see over the old place before it's dark, Lady Josceline," the lawyer explained, and Sallie followed him with Captain Dove.
Slyne rejoined them before they were half-way up the long hill on the road which leads from the shore-level to the plateau. Sallie was still staring with troubled eyes at the huge, picturesque28, rambling29 pile which seemed to grow always more immense as they drew nearer to it. It dwarfed30 into proportions almost infinitesimal the cluster of white cottages nestling cosily31 at the base of the great rock which formed its foundation. It seemed to dominate the whole visible world, to challenge even the mighty32 mountains which shut it in with the sea.
"That's the water-gate," Mr. Jobling mentioned and pointed33 out a black, oblong opening in the cliff-face at some height above even high-water mark and protected against possible intrusion by a heavy iron grating whose bars must have been as thick as a grown man's wrist. "I suppose the sea would be right up to its sill when the place was built.
"There's an underground passage connecting it with the interior of the castle, and they'd no doubt use that a good deal in the old days.
"And this is the North Keep, as it's called; newer, you'll maybe notice, than the west frontage, although it looks just as ancient. We'll soon have the Jura house-flag afloat again from the Warder's Tower, Lady Josceline, and the beacon-fire alight after dark. It always burns at night, you know, when the head of the family's in residence—a custom dating back to the days when there were no other lights on the coast.
"You'll see the moat now. Long ago it was always full, even at low tide. But now it's as dry as—"
"As I am!" grumbled34 Captain Dove, spitting down into the deep fosse which had formerly35 cut the castle off from the mainland but is now no more than an empty ravine spanned by an ornate drawbridge of modern date.
They crossed that, their footsteps producing an eerie36 clank on the planking, and came to a halt before the main entrance, over whose heavy, iron-studded oak doors still hung, a mute reminder37 of more stormy times, a massive portcullis armed with chevaux-de-frise of long, pointed spikes38.
Slyne rang the electric door-bell.
It was some time before that summons was answered, but no one of the waiting group seemed to have anything to say to the others during the interval39. The mystery of time itself was in the atmosphere. Some brooding spirit of the past might have been peering out at them from the watchman's wicket in the bartizan above. They stood still and silent until, at last, the postern in the big double-doorway40 was unlatched from within and a grey-haired, elderly woman with a hard-featured face, much lined and seamed, in the stiffly rustling41 garb42 of a superior servant, appeared in the narrow opening and dropped them an old-fashioned curtsy after a quick, shrewd glance at them.
"If it isn't too late, we'd like to be allowed to look over the castle," Slyne said politely raising his cap.
The woman was gazing intently at Sallie. She started as Mr. Jobling coughed, with intention, after they had waited a second or two for an answer.
"You will be very welcome, sirs," she said hastily. "I have authority to admit visitors. Will you be pleased to step in."
She looked long and very closely at Sallie again as the girl crossed the threshold; and then at the others in turn as they entered, one at a time, by the narrow postern. She closed it behind them, and led the way through a low, arched passage into a dimly lighted but spacious43 hall.
"We've just passed through the walls," Mr. Jobling informed them patronisingly, of his superior knowledge. "They're twelve feet thick on this front. Loquhariot would still be a hard nut to crack, eh?"
"I'd sooner crack a bottle than a nut," commented Captain Dove aside to Slyne, who frowned reprovingly at him.
The great hall they entered next could almost have housed a regiment44. But it, like the guard-room through which they had come, was peopled only in dusky corners by fearsomely lifelike suits of armour45. Its empty fireplaces made it seem still more desolate46 and deserted47. War-worn flags hung from the gallery overhead, to which a wide stairway with many shallow steps gave access. Dead and gone Justices and St. Justs and Juras looked coldly down, from out of dark, tarnished48 frames, at the whispering intruders.
"You're Mrs. M'Kissock, aren't you?" Mr. Jobling remarked with affable condescension49 as they followed that hard-featured personage into a seemingly endless passage lined and hung with heads and horns and other trophies50 of the chase from all parts of the world.
She glanced sharply round at him again and bowed in silent assent51.
"I've been here before, you know," he mentioned as she ushered52 the little party into the first of an extensive suite53 of rooms at the far end of the corridor they had traversed. Sallie could scarcely repress the exclamation54 of pleasure that rose to her lips; for the rooms, all opening into each other and with the doors wide, stretched across the entire breadth of the building, so that their furthest windows looked straight out to sea. There was nothing between them and the wide Atlantic but a cluster of miniature islets, emerald-green, at the distant mouth of the loch.
"This was her late ladyship's favourite suite," said Mrs. M'Kissock precisely55. "The outermost56 room was her boudoir once. But his lordship had that altered—afterwards."
Sallie listened like one in a dream. She could scarcely believe that these had once been her own mother's rooms, that this gaunt, austere57 serving-woman was stating matters of fact in that dry, lifeless voice of hers. She longed to get Mrs. M'Kissock alone and question her about—everything. But she had been warned by both Mr. Jobling and Jasper Slyne that she must contain every symptom of curiosity till they could grant her permission to speak for herself.
She passed, with a little, impatient sigh, from one range of rooms to another, each with its own tag of story or history duly related by Mrs. M'Kissock, until they reached the great hall again from a further passage, and very glad of her expert guidance through such a maze58.
From there the housekeeper59 took them, by way of the central staircase and gallery up a steep corkscrew stair in a turret60 to the top of what had been the main tower before the North Keep had been built, and out on to the battlements, where the Spanish guns still stand guard, among a multitude of other obsolete61 pieces, including a carronade or two from the ancient foundry at Falkirk, over the equally futile62 suits of mail in the halls below.
She offered to show them the dungeons63 and torture-chamber and oubliette, on the way to the water-gate, but Mr. Jobling declared that it was too late by then to go underground that day, and she led them instead along the north corridor, through the late earl's private study and library and smoking-room, through a dozen other equally superfluous64 apartments, till they regained65 the corridor at the end where an open doorway led through into the spacious circular hall at the base of the North Keep.
"This part of the castle is private, sir," Mrs. M'Kissock informed Mr. Jobling, who had already stepped in.
"I'd like my friends to see the sunset from the Warder's Tower," he returned, "if you don't mind. We won't disturb anyone on our way upstairs."
Mrs. M'Kissock still looked uncertain, but Slyne had already followed the lawyer's lead and Captain Dove was calmly pushing past her. She glanced at Sallie again, and then bowed her also in. And they all proceeded quietly up the carpeted winding66 staircase, past several landings, the doors of which were closed.
But the door at the turret-top was wide, and Mrs. M'Kissock was obviously a good deal disturbed in her mind as Mr. Jobling stepped to one side and politely gave Sallie precedence out into the open air.
Sallie smiled careless thanks for the courtesy and was still smiling when she emerged from the low doorway and stopped just beyond its threshold, so that Mr. Jobling and the others behind her had to wait patiently where they were while she gazed, enraptured67 and forgetful of all else, at the scene before her.
The sun was setting, blood-red, over the far sea-rim, and there was no least cloud in the radiant sky. The clear-cut mountains on either hand, the still loch and the broad Atlantic beyond it were all aglow68 with a marvellous, mystic light; the little cottages on the shore, three hundred sheer feet below her, were crimson69 instead of white; the very smoke which came from their chimneys seemed somehow ethereal and unreal.
She stood alone for a moment or two in a world transformed, till the quick, keen, exquisite70 pleasure of it brought a mist to her eyes that blurred71 it all, and, as she raised a hand to brush that away, she suddenly realized that she was not alone. There was a young man leaning over an embrasure at one corner of the battlements, who had been gazing, like her, at the sunset till she had come forth72.
He was gazing at her now, and with even more admiration73, however unconscious, than he had been bestowing74 on the beauties of nature inanimate; for the waning75 light had transfigured her sweet, sensitive features also, and into a semblance76 such as one might imagine an angel would wear.
Her eyes met his, and they two stood regarding each other so for the space of five fateful seconds. She had recognised him at once, but it was apparent that he did not yet know who she was.
He came forward then, limping a little, and bowed, bareheaded, to her; a sufficiently77 self-confident youth, straight and limber, good-looking enough, with smiling grey eyes and a mobile mouth, somewhat wistful at that moment in spite of his eyes.
"I'm sorry if I'm in the way," he said pleasantly. "Won't you come out and look round? The view all about is beyond any words of mine—and you're only seeing part of it there."
He hesitated slightly, regarding her with a very puzzled expression, before plunging78 further, and then, "I'm Justin Carthew," he continued, since she made no move at all, "although my lawyers would have me believe that I'm the ninth Earl of Jura now!" He laughed aloud, as if that idea were amusing. "In any case," he concluded na?vely, "the sunset doesn't belong to me."
She stepped out into the afterglow, still without a word, her mind full of vague misgivings79. And, as Mr. Jobling followed her from the doorway, with Slyne and Captain Dove at his heels, and Mrs. M'Kissock, nervously80 fumbling81 with her chatelaine, last of all, Justin Carthew drew back a couple of paces.
"Your lawyers have misinformed you, Mr. Carthew," said Mr. Jobling in his most dogmatic manner. "You are no more the ninth Earl of Jura than I am, because—Let me introduce you—more formally!—to Lady Josceline Justice, the late earl's daughter, on whose property you are trespassing82 here."
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graveyard
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admiration
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semblance
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sufficiently
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plunging
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misgivings
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nervously
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fumbling
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