How long I remained absent I had no idea, but it was no inconsiderable length of time.

Upon my return, to my surprise and relief, Miss Sampson had recovered her composure, or at least, self-control.

She stood leaning against the rock where Steele had been, and at this moment, beyond any doubt, she was supremely more beautiful than I had ever seen her.

She was white, tragic, wonderful.

"Where is Mr.Steele ?" she asked.