Talking was the only way to pass the time there was nothing else for them todo they could not argue they had all agreed in paying only three pence for the fare ow they only talk and stare fearfully into the sea mistblowingup from the shore they had heard stories of the wild men of benbecula and were there not ghost in these islands of the strange language in units stories were told of water spirits and of light flying inthrought the darkness held in the hands of the undead what a place to come to even for the best hight
And cattle at excellent prices the drovers had bought many highland cattle over the years but they never felt comfortable in these islands it was hard to understand or speak the language for one thing