George kissed the bowed head and whispered, "There, it's over and we are safe."
"Oh, thank God! you were with me!" she sobbed.
"May I not be with you always, Ella?"
"God grant it! Oh, George, George, I would have leaped after you into the water if they had not held me. How could I do without you now?"
"Come, my brave little wife, come with me to my father and reassure him."
"George," cried Mr. Houghton.
"We are here," he answered, drawing aside the screen.
"We?"
"Yes, Ella and I. That last shock has rather hastened matters."
"Ella, my dear child! Truly God is bringing good out of evil;" and he took the girl into his arms. Then he added, "You'll forgive me and be my own dear daughter?"