"And you want to tell me that it would scare him if I kissed him?" she laughed.
"Well, er——"
"Well, I'm going to do it just the same," she insisted and, a few hours later, after Jack waked and declared that he was once more 'all wool and a yard wide,' she kept her word, much to that boy's confusion.
"I don't know how I can ever thank you," she told him as she released him.
"P-p-please don't try," Jack gasped.
"But if it hadn't been for you I wouldn't have any little girl now," she insisted.
"Well, I'm awfully glad that she's going to be all right," Jack told her.
"And if ever we can do anything for you, you well, you know what I mean," the girl's father said as he wrung his hand.
Tears were in the man's eyes and Jack hastened to assure him that he would not hesitate to call on him if ever occasion offered. The girl was taken ashore a few hours later, but not before she had seen Jack and thanked him for herself. She was a very pretty girl, just past sixteen, and the boy flushed to the roots of his hair as he took her hand and told her how glad he was that he had been able to be of service.
"You look as though you were in love," Bob grinned as he came from the cabin.