with that."

The rug had been drawn back to show the crew what had happened.
I drew it reverently over the body again.

After the men had gone, I knocked at Mrs. Turner's door. It was
some time before she roused; when she answered, her voice was
startled.

"What is it?"

"It's Leslie, Mrs. Turner. Will you come to the door?"

"In a moment."

She threw on a dressing-gown, and opened the door.

"What is wrong?"

I told her, as gently as I could. I thought she would faint; but
she pulled herself together and looked past me into the cabin.

"That is--?"

"The captain, Mrs. Turner."

"And Mr. Vail?"

"In his cabin."