"
"It's a blessing, Dorothy, you had learned nothing about the
Trogzmondoff."
"Ah, but I did: that's what frightened me. We have a man on board who
was flung for dead from that dreadful rock. The Baltic saved him; his
mother, he calls it."
Drummond picked her up in his arms, and carried her to the luxurious
divan which ran along the side of the large room. There they sat down
together, out of sight of the stairway.
"Did you get all of my letters?"
"I think so."
"You know I am a poor man?"
"I know you said so."
"Don't you consider my position poverty? I thought every one over
there had a contempt for an income that didn't run into tens of
thousands."
"I told you, Alan, I had been unused to money, and so your income
appears to me quite sufficient."
"Then you are not afraid to trust in my future?"
"Not the least: I believe in you."
"Oh, you dear girl. If you knew how sweet that sounds! Then I may tell
you. When I was in London last I ran down to Dartmouth in Devonshire.
I shall be stationed there. You see, I have finished my foreign
cruising, and Dartmouth is, for a time at least, to be my home.
There's a fine harbor there, green hills and a beautiful river running
between them, and I found such a lovely old house; not grand at all,
you know, but so cosey and comfortable, standing on the heights
overlooking the harbor, in an old garden filled with roses, shrubs,
and every kind of flower; vines clambering about the ancient house.
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