"'Ah!' I cried, 'I am glad you see that.'
"He looked at me slowly and continued—
"'Second p'int. Not so long agone you was talkin' of a Geraldin."
"I glanced at Tamsin again and comprehended.
"'I have been talking—?'
"She nodded.
"'And you know it all—the whole story?'
"She nodded again, with a world of healing pity in her eyes. Then, with a swift glance at her brother, she stooped and kissed me.
"'Oh!' said Peter, very shortly; 'I'm thinkin' I'd best see Paul 'bout this;' and with that he disappeared.
"Whereupon," concluded Mr. Fogo, "I think I must have dropped asleep again, for I remember nothing after this—at least, nothing that is worth mention."