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this felloith the high nose and high voice, who evidently knew a

sensible e," said the artist, "at the back of the

island; do you recognise it?"

Shoni was lost in admiration, but did not think it wise to show it, so

he stood silent for some time, with his hands under his coat tails and

his red-bearded chin first turned to one side and then to the other, as

he looked with critical eyes at the pictures

"It's the very spit of the place," he said at last; "let's see another"

And Ellis picked out his o Wylofen," he said

"Ach y fi!" said Shoni, with a shudder, "wherr you bin when you painted

that?"

"At the

water, those weird wailings, and the ures of spray which

pass up into the dark fissures"

But this was far above Shoni's head

"Caton pawb, o in a boat to that hole for

the world It is a split in the earth, and those are ghosts or witches

or so that walk in and out there; but anwl! anwl! you s on paper Oh, see that

red sun, now, and the sea all red and yellow! Well, indeed!"