she told David that she had sought her father and found Bart.

"Father has half killed him, and now it hurts me to see him ill. Bart is
a good man. O David, I tell you there is no one in the world I mind
about so much as Bart. Could you take him in your boat now to the
hospital at The Mills? He would have done as much for you, and more, if
you had got hurt in that way."

So David took the man Ann loved to the hospital at The Mills. He did it
willingly if he did it ruefully. Ann went home, as she had come, in the
canoe, except that she had gone out in the dead of night and she went
home in broad daylight.

No one blamed Ann when they knew she had gone out to help her father; no
one smiled or sneered when they found that she had succeeded in saving
Toyner's life.

A few days passed, and poor Markham was found drowned in a forest pool.
They brought him home and buried him decently at Fentown for his
daughter's sake.

Toyner lay ill for weeks in the little wooden hospital at The Mills.




CHAPTER XVII.


When Toyner was well he came home again. His mind was still animated