shall wait for him.'

'Well, 'tis a very awkward thing to leave you here all alone,' said
the captain. 'I certainly advise you not to wait.'

'He's gone across to the railway station, for certain,' said another
passenger.

'No--here he is!' Cytherea said, regarding, as she spoke, the half
hidden figure of a man who was seen advancing at a headlong pace
down the ravine which lay between the heath and the shore.

'He can't get here in less than five minutes,' a passenger said.
'People should know what they are about, and keep time. Really, if--'

'You see, sir,' said the captain, in an apologetic undertone, 'since
'tis her brother, and she's all alone, 'tis only nater to wait a
minute, now he's in sight. Suppose, now, you were a young woman, as
might be, and had a brother, like this one, and you stood of an
evening upon this here wild lonely shore, like her, why you'd want
us to wait, too, wouldn't you, sir? I think you would.'

The person so hastily approaching had been lost to view during this
remark by reason of a hollow in the ground, and the projecting cliff
immediately at hand covered the path in its rise. His footsteps
were now heard striking sharply upon the flinty road at a distance
of about twenty or thirty yards, but still behind the escarpment.
To save time, Cytherea prepared to ascend the plank.

'Let me give you my hand, miss,' said Captain Jacobs.