Now, however, she broke down.
"Oh--oh, Steve!" she cried, and, turning to her brother, sobbed hysterically on his shoulder.

"Oh, Steve, what shall we do ?" Stephen put his arm about her waist.

"It's all right, Sis," he said soothingly.

"Don't cry before _him_! I guess," with a glance at his uncle, "you've said enough to make even him understand--at last." Captain Elisha looked gravely at the pair.

"I guess you have," he said slowly.