Up early herself, she found they had already departed on another tramp over the plantation.
"What you think ?" she asked Viaburi.
"Sheldon marster he go along finish short time little bit," was the answer.
"What you think ?" she asked Ornfiri.
"Sheldon marster big fella walk about along Sydney.

Yes, me t'ink so.

He finish along Berande." All day the examination of the plantation and the discussion went on; and all day the skipper of the _Malakula_ sent urgent messages ashore for the two men to hasten.

It was not until sunset that they went down to the boat, and even then a final talk of nearly an hour took place on the beach.

Sheldon was combating something--that she could plainly see; and that his two visitors were not giving in she could also plainly see.
"What name ?" she asked lightly, when Sheldon sat down to dinner.
He looked at her and smiled, but it was a very wan and wistful smile.
"My word," she went on.