er, let me tell you that in those
instructions you will find nothing but what is to the best interests of
both yourself and me."
"I owe you every obedience," the Doctor declared instantly, though there
was a note of astonishment in his voice. "It shall be as you wish."
At her request, Doctor Garnet provided Ethel with his fountain-pen and
some pages torn from his memorandum-book. She wrote her instructions
hurriedly, folded them and gave them to the physician, who bestowed them
in his coat-pocket. Then, with a short word of farewell, he set forth on
his journey, while the girl, standing in the doorway, looked after him
with brooding eyes. When he had disappeared from view, she seated
herself on the doorstep and mused for a long time on the curious
adventures through which she had passed, and of which the end was not
yet come. She felt a great content over being thus alone, gladdened by a
sheer relief at the absence of the Doctor. She no longer felt any fear,
and presently she limped across to the bunk that had been prepared for
her, where she quickly fell asleep on Ichabod's blankets. When at last
she awoke, it was after a sound slumber of some hours, for the sun was
now high in the heavens. She found herself greatly refreshed, and a
desire came on her for the added refreshment of a plunge into the sea.
There was no sign of a human being anywhere within sight, so she
undressed and entered the water.
When her bath was ended, and she was again clothed, Ethel found a stick
to serve her as a cane, and with its aid made a halting ascent of one of
the sand dunes. She was surprised and pleased at the manifest
improvement in her ankle. There remained little pain, even when her
weight bore upon it in walking, and the swelling was greatly reduced, so
that she was able partly to button her shoe over it. From the crest of
the sand dune, she was able to look out over a wide expanse of the
waters all round-about.
To the eastward, she could see for miles out over the bosom of the
Atlantic. Far away in the distance, she saw a large steamer headed
toward the north. At sight of it, she was swept with a sick longing to
be on board, bound back to home and lover. Scattered over the surface of
the Sound were visible many small sails of the fishing boats, darting to
and fro, many skirting the shore. These were, however, located far away
to the southwest, miles distant from where she stood. It was evident
that, for the time being at le
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