So I stole out, and the great steamer was lying there with red fires at her funnel, and I was mad.

She was crying for me across the sea, so I took the money!" She patted his hand gently.

There was a lump in her throat, and her eyes were wet.
"Was it your daughter you wanted so much to see ?" she asked softly.
"My daughter! My little girl," he answered! "And I heard her calling to me with her mother's voice across the sea.

So I took the money." "No one would blame you very much for that, I am sure," she said cheerfully.

"You are frightening yourself needlessly.