CHAPTER III.
THE GIFT Saltash was the first to recover himself; he was seldom disconcerted, never for long.
"Hullo!" he said, with a quizzical twist of the eyebrows.

"You, is it?
And what have you come for ?" The intruder lowered his gaze abruptly, flushing to the roots of his fair hair.

"I came," he said, in a very low voice, "to--to ask you something." "Then you've come some distance to do it," said Saltash lightly, "for I never turn back.

Perhaps that was your idea, was it ?" "No--no!" With a vehement shake of the head he made answer.

"I didn't think you would start so soon.