He was quiet for a few moments and looked about, knitting his brows. The surf was louder, the sky was red, and the mists glimmered, as if a glow shone through. Betty waited and said nothing. She had waited long, but Kit had returned to her.
"I was a fool," he broke out. "But you know all, dear, and are very kind. Somehow I think you will take me back."
Betty gave him a gentle smile. "It looks as if I had never quite let you go."
Kit took her in his arms and when he looked up a warm beam touched them and moved across the deck. The mists were rolling back, day had broken and all ahead was bright.
THE END.
Transcriber's Note: The following typographical errors present in the original edition have been corrected.
In Part I, Chapter I, a quotation mark was added after "I might get up a few rounds."
In Part I, Chapter IV, a period was added after "he started for Las Palmas".
In Part I, Chapter V, "the sale fish I sent home" was changed to "the salt fish I sent home".