Already he felt braver.
The old fire had returned to his blood.

The very belief that he was acting in the way best calculated to secure his daughter's happiness stimulated and encouraged him.
He went on deck, to meet Iris skipping down the hatchway.
"Oh, there you are!" she cried.

"I was just coming to find out why you were moping in your cabin.

You are missing the most beautiful view--all greens, and blues, and browns! Run, quick! I want you to see every inch of it." She held out her hand and pulled him gleefully up the steps.

Leaning against the taffrail, some distance apart from each other, were Anstruther and Lord Ventnor.