The hardness was gone from his voice.

"She isn't dead," he repeated.

"That's the pity of it.

She is as much a living thing to him today as she was twenty years ago." After a moment the captain said, "She was talking with him early this evening, Alan." "Miss Captain Miles Standish, you mean ?" "Yes.

There seems to be something about her that amuses you." Alan shrugged his shoulders.