"_I_ could see _him_," she suggested.

"How's that?"

"I could come down to the boat. I would be careful not to let him see
me."

Uncle William considered it. "Well, I dunno 's that would do any
harm--if you're sure you could keep out o' the way."

"Yes," eagerly.

"We're goin' by the Halifax boat," said Uncle William. "I can make
better 'rangements that way. I know the captain."

"Yes?" It was a question.

"Well, I guess 't you can come. Good night, my dear." He bent and kissed
her gravely.

Her eyes followed the tall figure till it loomed away in the dark.




XIX

The boat eased away from the wharf. The invalid on deck gazed back at
the city. A little spot of red lay in the hollow of either cheek. Uncle