He had several letters from England of a later date, and these said nothing of her illness.

It bewildered him, made him uneasy.

Perhaps the first real sense of his duty as a husband came home to him there.

For the first time he was anxious about the woman for her own sake.

The trader had left the room.
"What a scoundrel I've been!" said Armour between his teeth, oblivious, for the moment, of Eye-of-the-Moon's presence.