I never seem to understand any thing till I understand its shadow."

The youth glanced keenly at Donal.

"I wish I had had a tutor like you!" he said.

"Why?" asked Donal.

"I should done better.--Where do you live?"

Donal told him he was lodging with Andrew Comin, the cobbler. A
silence followed.

"Good morning!" said the youth.

"Good morning, sir!" returned Donal, and went away.




CHAPTER IX.

THE MORVEN ARMS.

On Wednesday evening Donal went to The Morven Arms to inquire for
the third time if his box was come. The landlord said, if a great
heavy tool-chest was the thing he expected, it had come.

"Donal Grant wad be the name upo' 't," said Donal.