"Don't!" he said.
For a while she lay silent while the dawn whitened and gleams of steel flashed over the waters. She was smiling now, contentedly.
"I looked all about for you after that—that dreadful scene. I couldn't find you anywhere. I was afraid—" she paused.
As Jack did not reply she looked suddenly up into his face.
"Then you can't forgive me?"
"Forgive you!"
"Sara told me all," she said. "She showed me how utterly outrageous I had been."
"Sara!" Jack inwardly breathed a prayer of gratitude to that young woman.
"Yes, she told me. But it was all so exciting, so sudden. How could I have known?" She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes all smiles and all love. "Of course it was so clear after Sara explained."
And even, in his ecstasy Jack found himself formulating a stern determination to demand at the first moment from Sara just what her explanation had been. Yet at the same time he would willingly have fallen at her feet and worshipped her.