"Oh, I'm all right now, but perhaps I ought to rest a bit. Will you go
down with me, Lucy?"

The daughter took his arm and was about to lead him away. He stopped and
turned again to Chester.

"Excuse me," he said, "but what was your mother's full name?"

"Anna Lawrence."

"Thank you. All right, Lucy. Let's be going."

Chester watched them disappear down the companionway, then looked out to
sea at the black smoke made by a steamer crawling along the horizon,
from Liverpool outward bound.




CHAPTER VI.


A number of men and women were sitting on the promenade deck forward
engaged in an earnest discussion. Just as Chester Lawrence came up and
paused to listen, for it seemed to be a public, free-for-all affair, he
noticed that Elder Malby was talking, directing his remarks to a young
man in the group.

"What is your objective point?" the Elder asked. "What do you live and