Eight bells rang the midnight hour. Deane rose, whispering that she had a few things to unpack, bidding him come in ten minutes. Leaning over him, she smoothed his hair lightly with her two hands, curling about her fingers the obstinate scalp lock that always would stand forth from his crown. Reaching up, he took her cool hands and held them tightly against his cheeks. Releasing her, he watched the progress of the buoyant form down the long deck, his soul lit with the flame that warms all mankind. The moon, in its last quarter, peered over the dark rim of the mountains. When its lower tip cleared, he rose. When he joined her in their stateroom, her eyes filled happily as she watched the fine, white face. The fox skin lay on the cabin floor before her berth. PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA * * * * * [Transcriber's Notes: Every effort has been made to replicate this text as faithfully as possible, including obsolete and variant spellings and other inconsistencies. The transcriber made the following changes to the text to correct obvious errors: 1. p. 70, "Sear interrupted" changed to "Sears interrupted" 2. p. 81, "wierd-shaped" changed to "weird-shaped" 3. p. 96, "guaged" changed to "gauged" 4. p. 189, "move toward the fringe" changed to "moved toward the fringe" 5. p. 200, "spit into two factions" changed to "split into two factions" 6. p. 207, "beneath their eerie" changed to "beneath their aerie" 7. p. 219, "the swind swept crag" changed to "the wind swept crag" End of Transcriber's Notes]