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 over and explained very creditably just what the idea was. Occasionally one of the others threw in a helpful word, Miss Comfort, who had taken up her crocheting after setting her tea-cup aside, soon laid it down. Her face brightened as Laurie's idea became clearer to her and her eyes sparkled more than ever. She leaned forward in rapt attention, and did not interrupt once. Even when Laurie had said all he could think of and Polly had added an enthusiastic postscript, Miss Comfort said no word for several silent moments. Then she gave a deep sigh and clasped her thin hands tightly above her crocheting.

"And I wouldn't have to go to that place!" she breathed wonderingly.

"Laurie, what did I tell you?" cried Polly joyously.

"I'm sure," said Mrs. Deane, "it would be very nice, Pansy—" three startled gasps followed—"but would you feel quite—quite at ease on a boat?"

"I should," replied Miss Comfort with surprising emphasis. "I've always been fond of the sea, all my life. Maybe it's because my grandfather on my mother's side was a sea