The others turned to see what sight had drawn his eyes.

In the opening, all splendid with the golden sunlight, stood Necia and Poleon Doret, who had her by the hand--and she was smiling! Gale uttered a great cry and went to meet them, but the soldier could move nothing save his lips, and stood dazed and disbelieving.

He saw them dimly coming towards him, and heard Poleon's voice as if at a great distance, saw that the Frenchman's eyes were upon him, and that his words were directed to him.
"I bring her back to you, M'sieu'!" Doret laid Necia's hand in that of her lover, and Burrell saw her smiling shyly up at him.

Something gripped him chokingly, and he could utter no sound.

There was nothing to say-she was here, safe, smiling, that was all.