I will certainly bring her to you if she's alive and if she can come." With these promises and protestations he prevailed upon the poor woman to return with him to her lonely home.
Caius had not got far on his road home, when he met Day coming from the village.

Caius was full of his determination to go for Josephine by the next trip of the small steamer.

His excuse was valid; he could paint the interview from which he had just come so that Josephine would be moved by it, would welcome his interference, and come again to nurse her uncle's wife.

Thus thinking, he had hurried along, but when he met Day his knight-errantry received a check.
"Your wife ought not to be alone," he said to Day.
"No; that's true!" the farmer replied drearily; "but it isn't everybody she'll have in the house with her." "Your son and daughter are too far away to be sent for ?" "Yes"-- briefly--"they are in the west." Caius paused a moment, thinking next to introduce the subject which had set all his pulses bounding.

Because it was momentous to him, he hesitated, and while he hesitated the other spoke.
"There is one relation I've got, the daughter of a brother of mine who died up by Gaspe Basin.