She felt ready for any sacrifice whatever--ready, without a sigh, to bear the burden of his suspicions all her life through if she might only keep his love.

It was she who had made him distrustful, and it was upon her the punishment should fall, if she could not by persistent love bring him back to a healthy condition of mind again.
Her instinct at once suggested to her how she should begin.

He should see that she on her side had entire confidence in him--confidence as absolute as the child's there who was sleeping before her.

And with a sickly smile upon her lips, she undressed and laid herself down beside little Gjert.
Upon deck Salve had wanted the night-glass, which was down in the cabin.
The look-out man had fancied that he had caught a glimpse for a moment of a light, in which case, against Salve's calculations, they must be under Jutland.

His pride, however, would not allow him to send any one else to fetch the glass, and he couldn't make up his mind to go down himself.