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〃And why not； Mr。 Starr？ I know one of your old miners who would be truly pleased to have only a partition wall between you and him。〃
〃And how is Madge？〃 asked the engineer。
〃The goodwife is in better health than I am； if that's possible；〃 replied Ford； 〃and it will be a pleasure to her to see you at her table。 I think she will surpass herself to do you honor。〃
〃We shall see that； Simon； we shall see that！〃 said the engineer； to whom the announcement of a good breakfast could not be indifferent； after his long walk。
〃Are you hungry； Mr。 Starr？〃
〃Ravenously hungry。 My journey has given me an appetite。 I came through horrible weather。〃
〃Ah； it is raining up there；〃 responded Simon Ford。
〃Yes； Simon； and the waters of the Forth are as rough as the sea。〃
〃Well； Mr。 Starr； here it never rains。 But I needn't describe to you all the advantages； which you know as well as myself。 Here we are at the cottage。 That is the chief thing； and I again say you are welcome； sir。〃
Simon Ford； followed by Harry； ushered their guest into the dwelling。 James Starr found himself in a large room lighted by numerous lamps； one hanging from the colored beams of the roof。
〃The soup is ready； wife；〃 said Ford； 〃and it mustn't be kept waiting any more than Mr。 Starr。 He is as hungry as a miner； and he shall see that our boy doesn't let us want for anything in the cottage！ By…the…bye； Harry；〃 added the old overman； turning to his son； 〃Jack Ryan came here to see you。〃
〃I know； father。 We met him in the Yarrow shaft。〃
〃He's an honest and a merry fellow；〃 said Ford； 〃but he seems to be quite happy above ground。 He hasn't the true miner's blood in his veins。 Sit down； Mr。 Starr； and have a good dinner； for we may not sup till late。〃
As the engineer and his hosts were taking their places：
〃One moment； Simon；〃 said James Starr。 〃Do you want me to eat with a good appetite？〃
〃It will be doing us all possible honor； Mr。 Starr；〃 answered Ford。
〃Well； in order to eat heartily； I must not be at all anxious。 Now I have two questions to put to you。〃
〃Go on； sir。〃
〃Your letter told me of a communication which was to be of an interesting nature。〃
〃It is very interesting indeed。〃
〃To you？〃
〃To you and to me； Mr。 Starr。 But I do not want to tell it you until after dinner； and on the very spot itself。 Without that you would not believe me。〃
〃Simon；〃 resumed the engineer； 〃look me straight in the face。 An interesting communication？ Yes。 Good！ I will not ask more；〃 he added； as if he had read the reply in the old overman's eyes。
〃And the second question？〃 asked the latter。
〃Do you know； Simon； who the person is who can have written this？〃 answered the engineer； handing him the anonymous letter。
Ford took the letter and read it attentively。 Then giving it to his son； 〃Do you know the writing？〃 he asked。
〃No； father；〃 replied Harry。
〃And had this letter the Aberfoyle postmark？〃 inquired Simon Ford。
〃Yes； like yours；〃 replied James Starr。
〃What do you think of that； Harry？〃 said his father； his brow darkening。
〃I think； father；〃 returned Harry； 〃that someone has had some interest in trying to prevent Mr。 Starr from coming to the place where you invited him。〃
〃But who；〃 exclaimed the old miner； 〃who could have possibly guessed enough of my secret？〃 And Simon fell into a reverie； from which he was aroused by his wife。
〃Let us begin； Mr。 Starr；〃 she said。 〃The soup is already getting cold。 Don't think any more of that letter just now。〃
On the old woman's invitation； each drew in his chair； James Starr opposite to Madgeto do him honorthe father and son opposite to each other。 It was a good Scotch dinner。 First they ate 〃hotchpotch；〃 soup with the meat swimming in capital broth。 As old Simon said； his wife knew no rival in the art of preparing hotchpotch。 It was the same with the 〃cockyleeky；〃 a cock stewed with leeks； which merited high praise。 The whole was washed down with excellent ale； obtained from the best brewery in Edinburgh。
But the principal dish consisted of a 〃haggis；〃 the national pudding； made of meat and barley meal。 This remarkable dish； which inspired the poet Burns with one of his best odes； shared the fate of all the good things in this worldit passed away like a dream。
Madge received the sincere compliments of her guest。 The dinner ended with cheese and oatcake； accompanied by a few small glasses of 〃usquebaugh；〃 capital whisky； five and twenty years oldjust Harry's age。 The repast lasted a good hour。 James Starr and Simon Ford had not only eaten much； but talked much too； chiefly of their past life in the old Aberfoyle mine。
Harry had been rather silent。 Twice he had left the table； and even the house。 He evidently felt uneasy since the incident of the stone； and wished to examine the environs
of the cottage。 The anonymous letter had not contributed to reassure him。
Whilst he was absent； the engineer observed to Ford and his wife； 〃That's a fine lad you have there； my friends。〃
〃Yes； Mr。 Starr； he is a good and affectionate son；〃 replied the old overman earnestly。
〃Is he happy with you in the cottage？〃
〃He would not wish to leave us。〃
〃Don't you think of finding him a wife； some day？〃
〃A wife for Harry；〃 exclaimed Ford。 〃And who would it be？ A girl from up yonder； who would love merry…makings and dancing； who would prefer her clan to our mine！ Harry wouldn't do it！〃
〃Simon；〃 said Madge； 〃you would not forbid that Harry should take a wife。〃
〃I would forbid nothing；〃 returned the old miner； 〃but there's no hurry about that。 Who knows but we may find one for him〃
Harry re…entered at that moment； and Simon Ford was silent。
When Madge rose from the table； all followed her example； and seated themselves at the door of the cottage。 〃Well； Simon；〃 said the engineer； 〃I am ready to hear you。〃
〃Mr。 Starr；〃 responded Ford； 〃I do not need your ears； but your legs。 Are you quite rested？〃
〃Quite rested and quite refreshed； Simon。 I am ready to go with you wherever you like。〃
〃Harry；〃 said Simon Ford； turning to his son； 〃light our safety lamps。〃
〃Are you going to take safety lamps！〃 exclaimed James Starr； in amazement； knowing that there was no fear of explosions of fire…damp in a pit quite empty of coal。
〃Yes； Mr。 Starr； it will be prudent。〃
〃My good Simon； won't you propose next to put me in a miner's dress？〃
〃Not just yet； sir； not just yet！〃 returned the old overman； his deep…set eyes gleaming strangely。
Harry soon reappeared； carrying three safety lamps。 He handed one of these to the engineer； the other to his father； and kept the third hanging from his left hand； whilst his right was armed with a long stick。
〃Forward！〃 said Simon Ford； taking up a strong pick； which was leaning against the wall of the cottage。
〃Forward！〃 echoed the engineer。 〃Good…by； Madge。〃
〃GOD speed you！〃 responded the good woman。
〃A good supper； wife； do you hear？〃 exclaimed Ford。 〃We shall be hungry when we come back； and will do it justice！〃
CHAPTER V SOME STRANGE PHENOMENA
MANY superstitious beliefs exist both in the Highlands and Lowlands of Scotland。 Of course the mining population must furnish its contingent of legends and fables to this mythological repertory。 If the fields are peopled with imaginary beings； either good or bad； with much more reason must the dark mines be haunted to their lowest depths。 Who shakes the seam during tempestuous nights？ who puts the miners on the track of an as yet unworked vein？ who lights the fire…damp； and presides over the terrible explosions？ who but some spirit of the mine？ This； at least； was the opinion commonly spread among the superstitious Scotch。
In the first rank of the believers in the supernatural in the Dochart pit figured Jack Ryan； Harry's friend。 He was the great partisan of all these superstitions。 All these wild stories were turned by him into songs； which earned him great applause in the winter evenings。
But Jack Ryan was not alone in his belief。 His comrades affirmed； no less strongly； that the Aberfoyle pits were haunted； and that certain strange beings were seen there frequently； just as in the Highlands。 To hear them talk； it would have been more extraordinary if nothing of the kind appeared。 Could there indeed be a better place than a dark and deep coal mine for the freaks of fairies； elves； goblins； and other actors in the fantastical dramas？ The scenery was all ready； why should not the supernatural personages come there to play their parts？
So reasoned Jack Ryan and his comrades in the Aberfoyle mines。 We have said that the different pits communicated with each other by means of long subterranean galleries。 Thus there existed beneath the county of Stirling a vast tract； full of burrows； tunnels； bored with caves； and perforated with shafts； a subterranean labyrinth； which might be compared to an enormous ant…hill。
Miners； though belonging to different pits； often met； when going to or returning from their work。 Consequently there was a constant opportunity of exchanging talk； and circulating the stories which had their origin in the mine； from one pit to another。 These accounts were transmitted with mar