The unreserved attention of Devenant, even when sea-sick himself, did much to increase the little love that the at first distrustful girl had placed in him.

The heart must always have some object on which to centre its affections, and Clotelle having lost all hope of ever again seeing Jerome, it was but natural that she should now transfer her love to one who was so greatly befriending her.

At first she respected Devenant for the love he manifested for her, and for his apparent willingness to make any sacrifice for her welfare.

True, this was an adventure upon which she had risked her all, and should her heart be foiled in this search for hidden treasures, her affections would be shipwrecked forever.

She felt under great obligations to the man who had thus effected her escape, and that noble act alone would entitle him to her love.
Each day became more pleasant as the noble ship sped onward amid the rippled spray.