She was not laughing now.

Another idea had occurred to her.
"Down to the lake.

I followed him and saw him get into his canoe and paddle away." "A canoe, did you say ?" "Yes.

It was an old thing, but, my goodness, how it could go! And the man paddled without making a sound.

I never saw any one handle a canoe like that." Harriet gazed at her companion, the lines of her face contracting.
"Jane," she said, "I saw that man myself.