But she hurried away before I could get any further, saying inarticulately, as she left the room, “God bless you, child, wherever you go.”
After this Aunt Jane made no further comment on what had taken place, but we found ourselves on a more friendly footing than we had ever been before; and when I said good-bye to her, I did so with the knowledge that I could always rely on her undemonstrative, but steadfast affection.
This is the history of how, on the 18th of October, 188-, I came to be reclining in a deck chair on board the s.s. Alaska, two hours from Queenstown.
CHAPTER III.
MY COUSIN WILLY.
“Willy’s fair and Willy’s rare,
And Willy’s wondrous bonny.”
“To Miss Sarsfield, s.s. ‘Alaska,’ Queenstown. From W. Sarsfield.