The leper shook his head. "You've the girl to think of," he said. "But good luck to the pair of ye. Ye'll make a fine team."
Half an hour later Scott and Incarnacion stood together on the beach and watched the cutter's lights as she stood on a bowline to seaward.
"Kiss your hand to it, darling," said Scott.
"I bin done it," answered Incarnacion.
