But all the same I am honoured in your seeking me.' The poor fellow wished to be genial; but despite his efforts there was a strange formality in the expression of his words.

The elder man understood, and said as he hurried forward and sank beside him: 'Pray don't stir! Why, what a cosy corner this is.

I don't believe at this moment there is such peace in the ship!' Once again the bitterness of Harold's heart broke out in sudden words: 'I hope not! There is no soul on board to whom I could wish such evil!' The old man said as he laid his hand softly on the other's shoulder: 'God help you, my poor boy, if such pain is in your heart!' Mr.
Stonehouse looked out at the sea, at last turning his face to him again he spoke: 'If you feel that I intrude on you I earnestly ask you to forgive me; but I think that the years between your age and mine as well as my feeling towards the great obligation which I owe you will plead for excuse.

There is something I would like to say to you, sir; but I suppose I must not without your permission.

May I have it ?' 'If you wish, sir.