CHAPTER XXIII.
AN OUTLANDISH WATCH.
As I entered the little town, I came upon two of the fishermen's wives interchanging that last word "which never was the last": and it occurred to me, as an experiment with the Magic Watch, to wait till the little scene was over, and then to 'encore' it.
"Well, good night t'ye! And ye winna forget to send us word when your Martha writes?"
"Nay, ah winna forget. An' if she isn't suited, she can but coom back. Good night t'ye!"
