flected happiness about him. The climax came with the double
wedding held on board the ship in Boston Harbor just as soon as they
could get a parson on board. The little cabin was a bower of flowers
and what the two girls lacked in gowns (both Danbury and Wilson
insisting that to prepare a trousseau was a wholly unnecessary waste
of time) they made up in jewels. The dinner which followed was worthy
of the Astoria, for Togo, the Japanese steward, was given carte
blanche.

Stubbs was to go on to New York with Danbury, but as to where he
should go from there, he was mysterious.

"There's a widder at Lisbon----" he hinted to Wilson.

"If you don't find her, come back to us."

"Maybe so; maybe so. It's God bless ye both, anyhow, an' perhaps we'll
meet in the end at the Home port."

* * * * *

From the dark of their unlighted room in the hotel Wilson and his wife
stood side by side staring down at the interminable procession of
shuffling feet in which, so short a time ago, they had been two units.
It had been just such a dusk time as this when she had first got a
glimpse of this man by her side. The world had seemed very big and
formidable to her then and yet she had felt something of the tingling
romance of it. Now as she gazed down through the misting rain at the
glazed streets and the shadows moving through the paths of yellow
lights from the windows, she felt a yearning to be a part of them once
more.

Once again she felt the gypsy call of things beyond; once again she
vibrated attune to the mystic song of the dark. She felt stifled in
here with her love. For the moment she was even rebellious. After the
sweep of sky-piercing summits, after the unmeasured miles of the sea,
there was not room here for a heart so big as hers. Somehow this room
seemed to shut out the sky. She wanted to go down into the crowd for a
little and brush shoulders with these restless people. It would seem a
little less as though she had been imprisoned.

It seemed to her as though she would then be more completely alone
with him--alone as they were those first few hours when they had felt
the press of the world against them. For this night of nights, she
craved the isolation which had once been thrust upon them. They were
such guarded creatures here. An hundred servants hedged them
about,--hedged them in as zealously as jailers. The law--that old
enemy--patroled the streets now to keep them safe w