I shall remember you every day of my life.

You are second only to Marian in my heart.

I shall write you an account of my proceedings, and shall expect to hear from you.

Once more, good bye." The bell rang.

Gilbert Fenton and his friend shook hands in silence for the last time, and in the next moment John Saltram ran down the steps to the little steamer which had brought them out to the larger vessel.