"And you kept it! You were as kind to me as before! You were not unwilling to hear of the design! Audrey, you know you have all my heart; I can be content with nothing less than yours in return."
"I fear you are no honest man," she murmured. "You stole it before ever you asked my leave."
His arm was round her. "My dear heart, believe that I have waited half my lifetime for this kiss."
"Oh, Dick! Remember old Job! He will be making a mock of us!"
"Tush! he is busy with his oars and lines; he heeds us not!"
"Luff, sir, luff!" shouted the maligned fisherman, with a twinkle in his eye. "Here be the Good Hope a bearing down on us. 'Tis a pretty name, the Good Hope, and I hope as she'll bring 'ee luck."
"Thank you, friend; methinks few men can have such good hope to carry on a voyage as I! There is Mr. Rogers signalling with his hat. Wave your handkerchief, and show him we are here! And, sweetheart," he whispered, "Mr. Rogers must make us one as soon as we land in Rotterdam, that you may despatch the bride ribbons to good Mistress Joyce by the ship on her return."
And this was how Richard Harrison learned that he might still follow the path marked out for him by his Lost Leader, and received his bride from the hand that had cherished his childhood. And with the knowledge, the hopes of his childhood came back to him, and he gathered faith that as the wanderings of his dark days had brought him to the door of his love, so the dark ways of earth may be but the shortest road to lead the pilgrim to the Celestial City, if but he follow close his Divine Leader.