"Mr. Alexander Gell, the advocate, to see you alone."
III
"Bessie!"
The jailer had gone. Alick was breathing quickly in the darkness by the door, and Bessie was huddled up on the bed, with the dull ray of reflected light upon her from the wall above.
"Bessie!"
His voice was low and full of tears. At first she did not answer.
"It's Alick. Won't you speak to me?"
"Go away!"
He could hear that she was crying.
"You won't send me away, Bessie. I have been looking for you all over the island. It was only to-day I heard where you were and what had happened. I have come to help you—to save you."