"I can scarcely believe that we are still safe, Philip," continued Marian.
"I owe my safety to you, cousin."
"And I certainly owe mine to you."
"We can call it square, then; but not many young ladies, I am sure, would have been so courageous as you were. The battle was lost when you came to the rescue."
"I shall never cease to be grateful to you for your care and protection, Philip."
"And I shall be just as grateful to you. Let us both thank God, from the depths of our hearts, for his goodness to us."
"Do you know where we are, Philip?" she asked, glancing over the waste of waters ahead of us.
"Not exactly; but I think I can find my way back to Chicago."
"The lake is large, and we may get lost."
"No; if we keep on in our course, we shall come out somewhere. I don't know this side of the lake, but I am tolerably familiar with the other side. We crossed the lake, and have sailed to the northward since one or two o'clock this morning, when Mr. Whippleton hit me on the head."