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Sailing for Germany Saturday . Letter . The son of the under-gardener was a steady ten-year-old three hundred and sixty-four days of the year , and his Scottish blood commended him to Robert Halarkenden and inspired a confidence not justified on the three hundred and sixty-fifth day . `` Angus , '' said Halarkenden , regarding the boy with a blue glance like a blow , `` the young mistress wishes this letter posted to catch the noon train . The master has sent for me and I canna take it . You will '' -- the bony hand fished in the deep pocket and brought out a nickel -- `` you will hurry with this letter and post it immediately . '' `` Yes , sir , '' said Angus , and Robert Halarkenden turned to go to the master of the great house , ill in his great room , with no doubt about the United States mails .