"We can keep out of his sight until the last ment."
Tom was willing, yet Dora demurred, wishing to get to her mother as soon as possible. Yet, as they drew closer, the girl stepped behind the cabin for a minute.
"A ship!" cried Peglace, who was on watch on deck. "A ship at last, and coming to shore!"
He uttered the words in French, and they speedily brought to the deck his companion and his companion's fat wife.
"A ship, sure enough," said the other Canadian, while his wife shed tears of joy.
Josiah Crabtree had just been interviewing Mrs. Stanhope in the cabin. He was trying again to hypnotize her, and she was trying to keep from under the spell.
"A boat must be coming, by the cries," said the former teacher. "I will go to the deck and investigate."
He ran up the companion way, and Mrs. Stanhope followed. The lady felt weak and utterly discouraged.
"If I only had Dora with me!" she murmured to herself.
"Did you speak?" asked Crabtree, looking over his shoulder.
"Not to you," she answered coldly.
