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is coming in she will pass out there." "Yes, but too far out for you to see her, Mary." "Never mind; bring me the glasses. It will help to pass the weary hours of waiting." Mr. Hamilton brought her a pair of marine glasses, and rearranging the cushions behind her head with a tender hand, he left her eagerly scanning the horizon for some sign of a passing steamer. When he returned from the telegraph office she called to him eagerly: "Look, Edward, just off the point. There is a steamer." "Yes, probably a collier." "But she seems to be headed this way." "They go up the sound to New York." "But might she not be the--the----" "No, Mary; she would have to head out around Cape Cod to make Boston." "I know, I know, but perhaps she may land him here." "That would take her out of her course and mean the loss of time. Her captain would not do that." For fifteen minutes more, Mrs. Hamilton watched the steamer in silence and then she turned again to her husband, and said: "She is not going up the sound, Edward; she is headed in here." Mr. Hamilton took the glasses and scanned the steamer. "She does seem to be headed this way." "It is the _Mariella_, Edward." Mrs. Hamilton spoke in a low tone of deep conviction. Her husband looked at her anxiously. "You are trying to make coincidences fit your wishes, Mary," he said. "Do not build up false hopes; the disappointment will be too much for your worn nerves." "I shall not be disappointed, Edward; see, she is headed straight in now." "It is strange," said Mr. Hamilton, beginning himself to take an interest in the steamer, which was now certainly headed almost for the cottage. "Quick, Edward, the glasses; I can see people on her decks." Mrs. Hamilton rose from her chair as she spoke and almost snatched the glasses from her husband's hands in her eagerness. For a long time she stood like a statue with the glasses trained on the steamer, and then suddenly she took a white shawl from her shoulders and waved it wildly above her head. "It is Harry," she cried, sobbing with excitement, as she thrust the glasses into her husband's hands. "See, they have seen us, too, and Harry is waving his hat." Her overwrought nerves could not stand the excess of joy and she sank into her husband's arms. Mr. Hamilton carried her into a big room that overlooked the water and placed her gently on a lounge. When she recovered consciousness and opened her e
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