sitting room.

"So that is--ah--my Odyssey," he concluded. "You see, we--ah--I beg your
pardon, but I don't know that I learned your name when we met the other
day. Mine is Bangs."

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Bangs. My name is Howard--Nelson Howard. And
this is--"

He paused. The young woman was regarding him in a troubled way.

"Nelson," she said, "don't you think, perhaps, we had better not--"

They were both embarrassed. Galusha noticed the embarrassment.

"Dear me! Dear me!" he said, hastily. "Please don't trouble.
Ah--good-morning. I must go--really--yes."

He was on his way toward the bank, but the young woman called his name.

"Mr. Bangs," she said.

He turned. "Did you--did you wish to speak to me?" he asked.

"Why--why, yes, I--Mr. Bangs, I--I want to ask a favor of you. I know,
Nelson, but what is the use, after all? We've done nothing to be ashamed
of. Mr. Bangs, my name is Hallett. My father is the keeper of the
lighthouse."

Galusha bowed. He had guessed her identity. Primmie had spoken of Lulie