Whenhehadpaidtheyfollowedhimout。Atthecurbstonehesaid，“Keeptogethersomewhereroundthewharf-boat。Solong。”
Heliftedthebatteredhathewaswearing，smiledatSusan。
“Cheerup，MissSackville。We”lldown”emyet！“Andawayhewent——astrangefigure，hisburlyframesqueezedintoadingyoldfrocksuitfromamongTempest”scostumes。
Adrearytwohours，thelasthalf-hourinadrizzlingrainfromwhichthenarroweavesofthenowclosedandlockedwharf-boatshelteredthemonlyalittle。“Therehecomes！“criedSusan；andsureenough，Burlinghamseparatedfromthecrowdstreamingalongthestreetatthetopofthelevee，andbegantodescendtheslopetowardthem。Theyconcentratedonhisface，hopingtogetsomeindicationofwhattoexpect；butheneverpermittedhisfacetobetrayhismind。Hestrodeuptheplankandjoinedthem。
“Tempestcome？“heasked。