The wind by this time had gone down considerably; and, as day was
breaking, the whole party were in the boat once more and enjoying a
quiet sleep as they sailed. It was long, though, before Elizabeth could
get out of her thoughts the handsome young officer who had sat there by
the fire. And many a time would she conjure up his form on the bench
again--particularly as he looked when he held up his glass and glanced
over to her while he sang--

"Hurrah! then, boys, for the one of your mind,
That never, oh, never, you'll leave behind."

Subsequently to this, Carl Beck made repeated excursions out to Torungen
to shoot sea-birds, and, by preference, alone in his sailing-boat. But,
whether it was an instinct or not on her side, it happened somehow that
he never had any further conversation with her without the old man being
with them.




CHAPTER VI.


The Juno arrived in due course at Boston, where Salvé invested a
considerable portion of his wages in the material for a dress, a couple
of silk handkerchiefs, and two massive rings with his own and
Elizabeth's initials on them.

From Boston she proceeded to Grimsby with a Canadian cargo; then on a
short trip to Liverpool; then back to Quebec; and some ten or eleven