Mrs.Waldeaux was looking at Clara and her girls, who were watching her from the dock.

They had come to Vannes when Lisa died, and had taken care of her and the baby until now.

Frances had cried at leaving them, but George stood with his back to them moodily, looking down into the black water.
"It seems but a few days since we sailed from New York on the Kaiser Wilhelm," he said, "and yet I have lived out all my life in that time." "All?
Is there nothing left, George ?" his mother said gently.
"Oh, of course, you are always a good companion, and there is the child----" He paused.

The fierce passions, the storms of delight and pain of his life with Lisa rushed back on him.

"I will work for others, and wear out the days as I can," he said.