CHAPTER VI.
THE MISSION HALL.
And now you know what our people have been driving at all the time.

I have reported their talk, and we shall have very little space for more of it, as the time must shortly come for swift action.

From the moment when Ferrier groaned with despair, a lightning thought shot into Marion's brain and settled there.

She had a grand idea, and she was almost eager to get ashore: one indefinite attraction alone held her.
Ferrier was almost as eager to return, for his electric nature was chafed by the limitations that bound him; he knew he could do nothing without further means and appliances, and, in the meantime, he was only half doing work of supreme importance.

He wished to glance slightly at the social and spiritual work of the fleet, but his heart was in his own trade.
The weather held up nicely, and on the morning after Ferrier saved the broken-ribbed youngster, the schooner had a rare crowd on board.