."

Together they went outside. Together they stood on the stoop and watched
a boat nose its way to the old mooring of the _Jennie P._

"It's her!" whispered the seaman hoarsely. "It's my _Jennie P._!"

He did not move from his place beside Miss Pipkin, but held tightly to
her hand as John Peters came up from the wharf.

"Here's a paper for you, Josiah. A girl come into my place about noon
yesterday and made me sign it."

Captain Pott was too surprised to even reach out for the piece of paper
offered him.

Miss Pipkin took it, and unfolded it carefully.

"Read it for me, Clemmie."

"It only says that the _Jennie P._ was bought back by Josiah Pott."

"But I never----"

"That girl said she'd come to represent you, and paid cash."

Without a word the three went down to the wharf, and John Peters rowed
the dory, with two passengers aboard, out to the _Jennie P._

* * * * *

It was late in the afternoon when Mr. McGowan left the house. Fall
permeated the air with an invigorating twang. Here and there the
landscape showed the touch of frost. The marsh grass was turning brown.
Among the trees and shrubbery color ran riot. The Fox knoll was a blend
of beauty. As the minister passed the estate he sought for a glimpse of
the Elder's daughter among the trees, or in the garden. But she was not
to be seen.

For a long way he kept his course up the beach. He was thinking. How
could he explain to Elizabeth the meaning of his actions last night?
Would she listen after he had refused to give heed to her explanation?

Suddenly, he became aware that he stood on the spot where he had turned
his ankle the night she had come to him from the water's edge, and his
thoughts were choked in the furrows of his brain. He seemed to hear her
voice again as she had spoken that night of the impossibility of his
love. He looked about. Far up the peninsula he recognized her. She was
coming to him as straight as the line of the beach permitted. He started
in her direction. She waved him back. He waited. On she came. Neither
attempted to speak till she had reached his side.

"I've been waiting for you," she said. "I thought you would never
come."

"You still want to see me after the way I treated you last night?"

"Please, don't speak of that. I knew Uncle Josiah would tell you
everything."

"He did tell me all. I want you to forgive me for not taking your word
that there was nothing in my