"How she loves me!" he thought.

"How the parting distresses her!" He still held her hand; he would have lingered longer, if Mrs.Crayford had not wisely waived all ceremony and pushed him away.
The two ladies followed him at a safe distance through the crowd, and saw him step into the boat.

The oars struck the water; Frank waved his cap to Clara.

In a moment more a vessel at anchor hid the boat from view.

They had seen the last of him on his way to the Frozen Deep! "No Richard Wardour in the boat," said Mrs.Crayford.