The Lady of North Star

“Tomorrow, I think.”

“So soon?”

“No – so long!” he corrected smilingly.

“And we shall have a winter honeymoon at North Star?”

“Yes!”

“That,” she said, “will be delightful!”

And as she spoke, through the trees the Lodge appeared in sight, and to them drifted a fragment of the boatman’s song —

“ – Till I go forth and bring it home,And enter and close my door —Row along, row along home, ci, ci!”THE END