t almost be called
grown up. She hesitated about accepting the shoes, and didn't ask
questions about everything as she used to do. Nor was she so willing to
stand and talk with him alone by the boat--she liked to have him up
within hearing of the others.

"Don't you see how high the sea is running?" he said, and tried to
persuade her that the boat would be dashed to pieces on the rocks. But
she saw that it wasn't true, and went up with a little toss of her head
alone. He followed her.

She must have learned all this in Arendal, where in the course of the
autumn she had been confirmed, and where she had lived with her aunt.
But she had grown marvellously handsome in that time--so much so,
indeed, that Salve was almost taken aback when he saw her; and when they
said good-bye, it was no longer in the old laughing tones, but with some
slight embarrassment on his side--he didn't seem to know exactly how
matters lay between them.

After that she filled his head so completely that he had not a thought
for anything else.

CHAPTER IV.

The old Juno, to which Salve belonged, was lying at that time at
Sandvigen, and was only waiting for a north-east wind to come out. She
was a square-rigged vessel, with a crew of nineteen hands all told,
which had plied for many years in American waters, and off and on in the
North Sea, and was reckoned at the time one of Arendal's largest craft.
Her arrival or departure was quite an event for the town and
neighbourhood; and to have a berth in her was considered among the
sailors of the district a very high honour indeed--the more so that her
master and principal owner, Captain Beck, was a particularly good chief
to serve under, and a lucky one to boot.

When at last, between ten and eleven o'clock one morning, she weighed
anchor, and before a light north-westerly breeze, with her small sails
set, glided out to sea, the quays were crowded with spectators, the
majority of the crew belonging to the place, and it being generally
known that they were bound on a longer voyage than usual. On board she
had with her still the captain's son, Carl Beck, a smart young naval
officer, with his sister and a small party of their friends, who meant
to land out on the Torungens in the sailing-boat they had in tow. They
wished to remain with her as long as possible, and for the purpose had
made up a party to the islands, where the gentlemen proposed to shoot
some of the sea-fowl, which are to be fou