was a touch of shyness in the tone of the last words that made all that
he had said before human to her.

"If it hadn't been that I thought it was father, I'd have taken you
home." She told him how she had brought him. "If it had been a boat,"
she said, "I'd have found out who it was before we got here, but the
canoe was too narrow."




CHAPTER XVI.


Ann dosed where she sat. Toyner slept again. At length they were both
aware that the level light of the sun was in the room.

Ann sat up, looking at the door intently. Then her eyes moved as if
following some one across the room.

"What is it?" asked Toyner.

Ann started up with one swift look of agonised entreaty, and then it
seemed that what she had seen vanished, for she turned to Bart
trembling, unable to speak at first, sobs struggling with her breath.

"It was father--I saw him come to the door and come in. He's dead now."

"What did he look like?" Toyner's voice was very quiet.