When Giselle opened it he had disappeared into darkness, with Peter at his heels.
The next morning he found old Robert and said to him: "I'm restless, and I'm going to move a little.

I'll be back in two weeks.

Tell Cassidy that, will you ?" Ten minutes later he was paddling up the shore of Wollaston, and for a week thereafter he haunted the creeks and inlets, always on the move.
Peter saw him growing thinner each day.

There was less and less of cheer in his voice, seldom a smile on his lips, and never did his laugh ring out as of old.

Peter tried to understand, and Jolly Roger talked to him, but not in the old happy way.
"We might have finished him, an' got rid of him for good," he said to Peter one chilly night beside their campfire.