And then she cried, "Oh, Humphrey, I am afraid of him! Don't go--please don't go!" She rested her hand appealingly on mine, and sent my pulse fluttering.
My heart was surely in my eyes for a moment.

The dear and lovely woman! And she was so much the woman, clinging and appealing, sunshine and dew to my manhood, rooting it deeper and sending through it the sap of a new strength.

I was for putting my arm around her, as when in the midst of the seal herd; but I considered, and refrained.
"I shall not take any risks," I said.

"I'll merely peep over the bow and see." She pressed my hand earnestly and let me go.

But the space on deck where I had left him lying was vacant.