I watched the boat reach the yacht and the folk climb on to her deck.

Then the anchor came up, the white wings spread once more, and away she dipped right out to sea.
I still saw that little red spot on the deck, and de Lapp standing beside her.

They could see me also, for I was outlined against the sky, and they both waved their hands for a long time, but gave it up at last when they found that I would give them no answer.
I stood with my arms folded, feeling as glum as ever I did in my life, until their cutter was only a square hickering patch of white among the mists of the morning.

It was breakfast time and the porridge upon the table before I got back, but I had no heart for the food.

The old folk had taken the matter coolly enough, though my mother had no word too hard for Edie; for the two had never had much love for each other, and less of late than ever.
"There's a letter here from him," said my father, pointing to a note folded up on the table; "it was in his room.