If such, as I do not doubt, can be obtained at Polkimbra, our best course is to accompany him thither.

I trust my proposition meets with his approval." It met, at any rate, with the approval of the fishermen, who translated Uncle Loveday's speech into gestures.

Being answered with a nod of the head and a few hasty foreign words, they began to lead the stranger away in their midst.

As he turned to go, he glanced for the last time at me with a strange flickering smile, at which my heart grew sick.

Uncle Loveday lingered behind to adjure Joe to be careful of me as we went up the cliff, and then, with a promise that he would run in to see mother later in the day, trotted after the rest.