" he said
confidently. "Now do let me know what's best for you, and go by train."

"I won't," said Gething obstinately. "You've been very kind, more than
kind, in giving me warning. Let me go off by myself."

Tillotson shook his head and glanced carelessly in the direction of
Glover, who was some few yards behind.

"I wish you'd trust me," he said earnestly. "You'll be safer in London
than anywhere."

Captain Gething pondered. "There's a schooner about half a mile up the
river, which is getting away about one o'clock this morning," he said
slowly. "I've worked on her once or twice, and the skipper might take us
if you can pay him well. He knows me as Stroud."

"If you'll wait here a minute or two I'll go to the railway station and
get my bag," said Tillotson, who wanted to confer with his chief.

"I'll wait up the road under the arch," said Cap-tain Gething.

"Now don't run away," said Tillotson impressively. "If you won't go by
train, perhaps the schooner is the best thing we can do."

He set off to the station, and after a hurried consultation with Glover,
returned anxiously to the arch. Gething, standing in the shadow with his
hands in his pockets, was patiently waiting.

"It's all right," said Tillotson cheerfully; "and now for a sea voyage.
You know the way to the schooner, I suppose."

They made their way back cautiously, Captain Gething turning off to the
left before they reached the harbor and leading the way through dingy
little streets of private houses and chandlers' shops. It was not a part
usually frequented by people taking an evening stroll, and Henry, who
had begun to get uneasy at their absence, and starting in search of them
had picked them up at the corner, followed wondering.

His wonder increased as they left the houses and met the cool air
blowing from the river. The road was dark and uneven, and he followed
cautiously, just keeping them in sight, until at a tumble-down little
wharf they halted, and after a low consultation, boarded a small
schooner lying alongside. There was nobody on the deck, but a light
showed in the cabin, and after a minute's hesitation they went below.

An hour or two passed, and the small watcher, ensconced behind a pile of
empties, shivered with the cold. Unconscious of the amicable overtures
in the cabin, which had resulted in the master of the _Frolic_ taking
a couple of cabin passengers who were quite willing to rough it in the
matter of food and accommodat