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           AstheFuwaldapassedthroughthenarrowentrancetotheharborandoutofsightbehindaprojectingpoint,LadyAlicethrewherarmsaboutClayton’sneckandburstintouncontrolledsobs.

           Bravelyhadshefacedthedangersofthemutiny;withheroicfortitudeshehadlookedintotheterriblefuture;butnowthatthehorrorofabsolutesolitudewasuponthem,heroverwroughtnervesgaveway,andthereactioncame.

           Hedidnotattempttocheckhertears.Itwerebetterthatnaturehaveherwayinrelievingtheselong-pentemotions,anditwasmanyminutesbeforethegirl—littlemorethanachildshewas—couldagaingainmasteryofherself.

           "Oh,John,"shecriedatlast,"thehorrorofit.Whatarewetodo?Whatarewetodo?"

           "Thereisbutonethingtodo,Alice,"andhespokeasquietlyasthoughtheyweresittingintheirsnuglivingroomathome,"andthatiswork.Workmustbeoursalvation.Wemustnotgiveourselvestimetothink,forinthatdirectionliesmadness.

           "Wemustworkandwait.Iamsurethatreliefwillcome,andcomequickly,whenonceitisapparentthattheFuwaldahasbeenlost,eventhoughBlackMichaeldoesnotkeephiswordtous.