`Iwassilentforawhile。“Isittobenever，then？“Isaid。“Never，“
herepeated，dreamily，withoutlookingatme，andthenflewintosuddenactivity。“Jove!Twoo’clock，andIsailatfour!“
`Itwastrue。AbrigantineofStein’swasleavingforthewestwardthatafternoon，andhehadbeeninstructedtotakehispassageinher，onlynoorderstodelaythesailinghadbeengiven。IsupposeSteinforgot。
HemadearushtogethisthingswhileIwentaboardmyship，wherehepromisedtocallonhiswaytotheouterroadster。Heturnedupaccordinglyinagreathurryandwithasmallleathervaliseinhishand。Thiswouldn’tdo，andIofferedhimanoldtintrunkofminesupposedtobewater-tight，oratleastdamp-tight。Heeffectedthetransferbythesimpleprocessofshootingoutthecontentsofhisvaliseasyouwouldemptyasackofwheat。Isawthreebooksinthetumble；twosmall，indarkcovers，andathickgreen-and-goldvolume——ahalf-crowncompleteShakespeare。“Youreadthis？“Iasked。“Yes。Bestthingtocheerupafellow，“hesaidhastily。
Iwasstruckbythisappreciation，buttherewasnotimeforShakespeariantalk。Aheavyrevolverandtwosmallboxesofcartridgeswerelyingonthecuddy-table。“Praytakethis，“Isaid。“Itmayhelpyoutoremain。“