“To James Arnold?”
“Yes.”
“About me?”
“About you.”
“What did you tell him?”
“I said you were exposed to great danger on Beaver Island, among the Mormons, and if you had any interested friend it was time for him to interfere.”
“And that brought him here?”
“I am sure it did. He was keenly disappointed at not finding you.”
“But why didn't he come to the farm?”
“My husband prevented that. He said you were on Beaver Island three or four weeks ago, but you were now in the Fairy Isle. It was no lie. He spoke in parables, but the other heard him literally. We let him inquire of people in St. James. But no one had seen you since the Saturday you came to the Tabernacle. So he is going back to Mackinac to seek you. Your life will be decided in a quarter of an hour. Will you go on that steamboat?”