r men must work, and women must weep;
And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep.
So good-by to the bar, with its moaning.'"

"I do not like it, doctor," said Tardif: "there's no hope in it. Yet to
sleep out yonder at last, on the great plain under the sea, would be no
bad thing."

"You must sing it for Tardif," added Olivia, with a pretty
imperiousness, "and then he will like it."

My throat felt dry, and my tongue parched. I could not utter a word in
reply.

"This would be the very place for such a song," said Captain Carey.
"Come, Martin, let us have it."

"No; I can sing nothing to-day," I answered, harshly.

The very sight of her made me feel miserable beyond words; the sound of
her voice maddened me. I felt as if I was angry with her almost to
hatred for her grace and sweetness; yet I could have knelt down at her
feet, and been happy only to lay my hand on a fold of her dress. No
feeling had ever stirred me so before, and it made me irritable.
Olivia's clear gray eyes looked at me wonderingly.

"Is there anything the matter with you, Dr. Martin?" she inquired.

"No," I replied, turning away from her abruptly. Every one of them felt
my rudeness; and there was a dead silence among us for half a minute,
which seemed an age to me. Then I heard Captain Carey speaking in his
suavest tones.

"Are you quite well again, Miss Ollivier?" he asked.

"Yes, quite well, I think," she said, in a very subdued voice. "I cannot
walk far yet, and my arm is still weak: but I think I am quite well. I
have given Dr. Martin a great deal of trouble and anxiety."

She spoke in the low, quiet tones of a child who has been chidden
unreasonably. I was asking myself what Captain Carey meant by not
leaving me alone with my patient. When a medical man makes a call, the
intrusion of any unprofessional, indifferent person is unpardonable. If
it had been Suzanne, Tardif, or Mother Renouf, who was keeping so close
beside us, I could have made no reasonable objection. But Captain Carey!

"Tardif," I said, "Captain Carey came ashore on purpose to visit you and
your farm."

I knew he was excessively proud of his farm, which consisted of about
four or five acres. He caught at the words with alacrity, and led the
way toward his house with tremendous strides. There was no means of
evading a tour of inspection, though Captain Carey appeared to follow
him reluctantly. Olivia and I were left alone, but she was moving after