He and his wife and Miss Lee are going to
Europe. He has asked me to go with him in my professional capacity!
It is more than a year since I have seen her.
The year has brought some changes. Singleton is again a member of
the Turner forces, having signed a contract and a temperance pledge
at the same sitting. Jones is in a hospital for the insane, where
in the daytime he is a cheery old tar with twinkling eyes and a huge
mustache, and where now and then, on Christmas and holidays, I send
him a supply of tobacco. At night he sleeps in a room with opaque
glass windows through which no heavenly signals can penetrate. He
will not talk of his crimes,--not that he so regards them,--but
now and then in the night he wraps the drapery of his couch about
him and performs strange orisons in the little room that is his.
And at such times an attendant watches outside his door.
CHAPTER XXV
THE SEA AGAIN
Once more the swish of spray against the side of a ship, the tang
of salt, the lift and fall of the rail against the sea-line on the
horizon. And once more a girl, in white from neck to heel, facing
into the wind as if she loved it, her crisp skirts flying, her hair
blown back from her forehead in damp curls.
And I am not washing down the deck. With all the poise of white
flannels and a good cigar, I am lounging in a deck-chair, watching
her.
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