Ronald Morton | Page 5

in truth," said the pilot, laughing; "she has become my wife,
though; and as I could not bring myself to quit her, I bethought me I
would try to gain my livelihood by turning pilot. Yours is one of the
first ships I have taken charge of. There--I have been frank with you,
captain, and told you all my history from beginning to end."
"And I thank you for it. I saw at a glance that you were above the
ordinary style of a pilot. I wanted to find a man like yourself, who
would give me the information I require about the country, the habits
and customs of the people. I would wish to win their regard. But you
have, I suppose, few good families here?"

Don Hernan well knew that the islander's pride would tempt him to
launch out in a full description of all the families of consequence in the
group, and that he should thus easily obtain, without apparently seeking
for it, all the information of that description which he required.
Morton unsuspectingly answered exactly in the tone for which he was
prepared.
"Indeed, captain, you are out of your latitude. We have the
Edmonstones of Unst, and the Lord Dundas, and the Mouats, and the
Ogilvys, and Scott of Scalloway, and Braces of Sandwick, and also of
Symbister; and Spences, and Duncans, and the Nicolson family;
baronets of old date, all honourable men, and of ancient lineage;
besides many others I have not named, standing equally well in the
estimation of the country; and then there is the Lunnasting family of
Lunnasting Castle, of which I spoke to you. The owner is Sir Marcus
Wardhill, who succeeded to his property by right of his wife, the Lady
Margaret Brindister; one of the most ancient of our Shetland families,
descended, so it is said, from one of the former chiefs, the Udallers of
old. They are very great and important people, at all events when in
their own castle, and of course have little communication with a man of
my humble rank. Maybe I hear more of them than do others, because
my wife's mother was for long the companion of the Lady Margaret,
and the nurse to her children. I believe she loved them as her own.
Indeed, although but called a nurse in the family, she is nearly akin to
the Lady Margaret. But these are matters about which a stranger can
have no interest."
"A stranger might not, but I must not be considered in that light,"
answered the captain. "Strange as it may appear to you, I am connected
with that very family of which you are speaking. An ancestress of mine
was a Brindister. I must claim relationship with the occupants of
Lunnasting. It will, in truth, be pleasant in this remote region to find
friends so nearly related to me."
The reserve which the pilot had hitherto maintained seemed to vanish
on hearing the assertion made by Don Hernan.

"I have no doubt, captain, that they would have given you a warm
northern welcome," he answered. "But Sir Marcus Wardhill himself,
and his second daughter, are in the south, travelling, I have heard,
among French and Germans, and it is said that they purpose remaining
some time in the big city of London, a place among all my wanderings
I have never seen."
"The Lady Margaret, of whom you speak, and her elder daughter are
there, I hope; or is the castle shut up?" asked Don Hernan.
"The Lady Margaret, as we called her, Lady Wardhill, is dead, but her
elder daughter, Miss Hilda Wardhill, lives at Lunnasting, and manages
the Shetland estates, they say as well as any man would do."
"Ho, ho! I should like to become acquainted with this talented cousin of
mine," said Don Hernan. "Is she handsome as well as clever?"
Thus appealed to, Morton replied with even more hesitation than before.
"As to an eye for the look of a ship aloft, or for her build or trim, I'll
yield to no man; and maybe I like the faces of some women more than
others. This I'll say, sir; it's my belief that there are not many in this
world like the Lady Hilda."
"You have probably heard of the Spanish connection of the family."
"Yes, once or twice, maybe," answered Morton; "my wife's mother
often speaks of them. In her father's time they constantly corresponded,
and exchanged presents--Shetland shawls and stockings for Spanish
silks and brocades. It was said that, during his travels, Sir Marcus
thought of visiting his connections in Spain."
After some further conversation, the captain observed, "I would pay my
respects to the governor or authorities of the town. As you have proved
so good a pilot afloat, you shall accompany me