She conquered it, however, and beckoned to the girl, who ran her boat close to them.
"My last sail," the girl cried, as she stepped to land.

"I am saying good-bye to all these wonderful places, Miss Le Mesurier," she added.
"To-morrow we are going to sail for Canada." Jeanne looked at her in amazement.
"You are going to Canada ?" she asked.
The girl, too, was surprised.
"Have you not heard ?" she said.

"I thought, perhaps, that Mr.Andrew might have told you.

Cecil and I are sailing to-morrow, directly after we are married.

He has bought a farm out there." Jeanne felt for a moment that the beautiful world was spinning round her.