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 keep his cramped position very much longer. He looked toward the port-holes, A few lamps burned here and there on shore, and the riding-lights of the vessels undulated gently. The moon had set long ago, and a few pale stars were clustered in the crystal sky. Far away, on shore, a cock crowed eerily through the dark, and in at the port-hole came the first sigh of the winds of sunrise.

At dawn. Fen opened his eyes, and looked up into the face above him. "Do you know, Siddereticus," he said gently, "I walked this morning."

And Siddereticus, worn out with his vigil, covered his face with his hand, and wept.

It was long that the yacht had lain idle at anchor, but now she was bravely nosing her way through the blue