TO
MY FRIEND
EDWARD BAKER
OF LA CHAUMIERE, SARK
ON WHOSE MOST HOSPITABLE AND SUPREMELY
COMFORTABLE VERANDAH, LOOKING OUT
TO THE FAIR COAST OF FRANCE, THIS
STORY WAS PARTLY WRITTEN, I
INSCRIBE THE SAME IN REMEMBRANCE
OF MANY
DELIGHTFUL DAYS
TOGETHER

CONTENTS

[CHAPTER I] HOW TWO LAY IN A CLEFT
[CHAPTER II] HOW NANCE CAME TO BE HERSELF
[CHAPTER III] HOW THE NEW MINE CAPTAIN CAME
[CHAPTER IV] HOW GARD MADE NEW ACQUAINTANCES
[CHAPTER V] HOW NANCE SHONE THROUGH HER MODEST
VEILING
[CHAPTER VI] HOW GRANNIE SCHEMED SCHEMES
[CHAPTER VII] HOW GARD FOUGHT GALES AND TOM
[CHAPTER VIII] HOW TOM WANTED TO BUT DIDN'T DARE
[CHAPTER IX] HOW OLD TOM FOUND THE SILVER HEART
[CHAPTER X] HOW YOUNG TOM FOUND HIS MATCH
[CHAPTER XI] HOW GARD DREW NEARER TO HIS HEART'S DESIRE
[CHAPTER XII] HOW NANCE CAME UP THE MAIN SHAFT WITHOUT
GOING DOWN IT
[CHAPTER XIII] HOW GARD REFUSED AN OFFER AND MADE
AN ENEMY
[CHAPTER XIV] HOW THEY WENT THROUGH THE DARKNESS
OF THE NARROW WAY
[CHAPTER XV] HOW TWO FELL OUT
[CHAPTER XVI] HOW ONE FELL OVER
[CHAPTER XVII] HOW TOM WENT TO SCHOOL FOR THE LAST TIME
[CHAPTER XVIII] HOW PETER'S DIPLOMACY CAME TO NOUGHT
[CHAPTER XIX] HOW THE SARK MEN FELT ABOUT IT
[CHAPTER XX] HOW SARK CRAVED BLOOD FOR BLOOD
[CHAPTER XXI] HOW LOVE TOOK LOVE TO SANCTUARY
[CHAPTER XXII] HOW THE STARS SANG OF HOPE
[CHAPTER XXIII] HOW NANCE SENT FOOD AND HOPE TO HIM
[CHAPTER XXIV] HOW HE SAW STRANGE SIGHTS
[CHAPTER XXV] HOW HE LIVED THROUGH THE GREAT STORM
[CHAPTER XXVI] HOW HE HELD THE ROCK
[CHAPTER XXVII] HOW ONE CAME TO HIM LIKE AN ANGEL FROM
HEAVEN
[CHAPTER XXVIII] HOW THE OTHERS CAME TO MAKE AN END
[CHAPTER XXIX] HOW HE CAME INTO AN UNKNOWN PLACE
[CHAPTER XXX] HOW NANCE WATCHED FROM AFAR
[CHAPTER XXXI] HOW TWO WENT IN AND THREE CAME OUT
[CHAPTER XXXII] HOW JULIE MEDITATED EVIL
[CHAPTER XXXIII] HOW HOPE CAME ONCE AGAIN
[CHAPTER XXXIV] HOW JULIE'S SCHEMES FELL FLAT
[CHAPTER XXXV] HOW AN ANGEL CAME BRINGING THE TRUTH
[CHAPTER XXXVI] HOW HE CAME HOME FROM L'ETAT
[CHAPTER XXXVII] HOW THEY LAID TRAPS FOR THE DEVIL
[CHAPTER XXXVIII] HOW THEY LAID THE DEVIL BY THE HEELS
[CHAPTER XXXIX] HOW THEY THANKED GOD FOR HIS MERCIES

CHAPTER I

HOW TWO LAY IN A CLEFT

A girl and a boy lay in a cubby-hole in the north side of the cliff overlooking Port Gorey, and watched the goings-on down below.

The sun was tending towards Guernsey and the gulf was filled witn golden light. A small brig, unkempt and dirty, was nosing towards the rough wooden landing-stage clamped to the opposite rocks, as though doubtful of the advisability of attempting its closer acquaintance.