He turned sharply to signal the sailors that the lady would be there in time.
“Louis!”
“Don’t waste breath! Come on!”
“Something’s happened. It’s about Jack Galbraith.”
Had he heard? What was he going to do? It hadn’t occurred to her so much as to wonder before. Did he think there was no hurry about this news she had picked up concerning the long-lost traveler, or had the wind carried the name away? Or—
“I must tell you about it, Louis. Wait a moment!”
“You’re asking the tide to wait!” And far from gently his own momentum was carrying her on. Was there then one service he would refuse her? I Well—well—she steeled herself. He couldn’t refuse to take the dog in any case.
“We—we can’t go so fast.”
“Yes, we can. We’ve got to.”
“No. I must wait for—the dog.”