You’d better go now and marry your Captain. It’s the least he can do after compromising you, whether it was his fault or not. You never loved John as he deserved to be loved and you did wrong to become engaged to him, as his mother always said. If you hadn’t been there he’d have married me. And we should have been happy as happy because I’d have slaved for him. I loved him from the time we first met, because he was kind and polite to me even though I was not well favoured. He never laughed at my hymns as you used to do. They may have been rubbish, but I meant well. In those days I was that religious it had to come out somehow. I said I loved the Lord and I did—I thought. I ain’t so sure about it now. His ways are truly _past finding out_ and I’ve given up trying, though I shall stick to Mission work for John’s sake. John would have said the coming of Ali bin Ferhani was providential, but why couldn’t Providence have acted a bit sooner and saved John and Brother Bayley? I suppose we shall know some day.... Well, good-bye, Lucy. Let me have a line to say you got this packet. I’ve no envelope to put it in. I was going to finish up with Yours in the love of Jesus, but I really don’t know.... ANN ANDERSON. P.S. If you ever get to England and back Reading way, give my love to the Miss Calthorps and go in and see my Uncle at the shop and say I’m trying to do my duty out here and he isn’t to bother. I think perhaps you’d better not go near Mrs. Baines—John’s mother. You never know how she’ll take things. She was that _set_ on John. _December_ 1. Ali bin Ferhani’s pretty sure to-day he can get these letters through, so off this goes. I forgot to say that we’re going to bury John and Mr. Bayley side by side in the pit we dug in the middle of the station. Eb is not in a fit state to be consulted, though his temperature seems going down. But I’ve decided for him. As soon as I can get about without too much aches and pains I shall see it done. If you get home you might communicate with the East African Mission and arrange for a Stone to be sent out to be put up over the grave. Somehow it seems to me John wants to be buried there. It may bring good luck to Hangodi. ANN. *CHAPTER XIII* *THE RETURN TO UNGUJA*