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 as much for her soul and mind as for her body. He held her, physically, in his power; but by physical force, he would take no advantage. He must win her, by wooing, after his own way. That was what I saw.

Sally Gessler saw it, too. Her, he could have for the asking; and he would not trouble to ask. Her eyes never left him but he, when Helen disappeared, ignored Sally. He said to me:

"You're ready." It was a statement, informing me that I was to travel as I was.

"Yes," I accepted it.

"I'll show you before this time tomorrow who is sane. Go down to the bus."

The seaplane, which had crossed the lake, was at the stone pier. It was a large, cabin monoplane of the passenger-carrying type with nothing particular to distinguish it. A crew of two were aboard, strangers to me; and Bane did not bother to make them known to me when he and Helen entered the cabin. He said to the pilot, "How are you, Sander?" and to the mechanic, "G'day, Larkin." Each man touched his cap. They were good servants