Mrs.Crayford yielded.

The two women left the house together.
The landing-stage, as Mrs.Crayford had predicted, was thronged with spectators.

Not only the relatives and friends of the Arctic voyagers, but strangers as well, had assembled in large numbers to see the ships sail.

Clara's eyes wandered affrightedly hither and thither among the strange faces in the crowd; searching for the one face that she dreaded to see, and not finding it.

So completely were her nerves unstrung, that she started with a cry of alarm on suddenly hearing Frank's voice behind her.
"The _Sea-mew_'s boats are waiting," he said.