She should be made to pay the price for this! "Who cares ?" had been her cry.

How many others had she made to care?
"I'll go back to Mrs.Jekyll now," she went on, almost afraid that things were running too well to be true, "and stay at Southampton to-night.

To-morrow I'll return to New York and have everything packed and ready by the time you join me there.

And I'll send a telegram to Captain Stewart to expect us on Friday.

Then we'll go to sea and be alone and get refreshment from the wide spaces and the clean air." "Just as you say," he said, patting her hand.