rd hand, and then at the
long row of painted buoys that moved back to them ahead.
"You're off at last! The sad grey weather is dropping fast astern," he
said. "Out yonder, the skies are clear."
"Thank you," said Agatha, "I'm to apply that as I like? As a matter of
fact, however, our days weren't always grey. But what was the trouble
when those steerage people came on board?"
Wyllard's manner, as she noticed, was free alike from the complacent
self-satisfaction which occasionally characterises the philanthropist,
and any affectation of diffidence.
"Well," he said, "there was something wrong with that woman's husband.
Nothing infectious, I believe, but they didn't seem to consider him a
desirable citizen. They make a warning example of somebody with a
physical infirmity now and then. The man, they decided, must be put
ashore again. In the meanwhile, somebody else had hustled the woman
forward, and it almost looked as if they'd have taken her on without
him. The tug was almost ready to cast off."
"How dreadful!" said Agatha. "But what did you do?"
"Merely promised to guarantee the cost of his passage back if they'd
refer his case to the immigration people at the other end. It's
scarcely likely that they'll make trouble. As a rule, they only throw
folks who're certain to become a charge on the community."
"But if he really had any infirmity, mightn't it lead to that?"
"No," said Wyllard drily. "I would engage to give him a fair start if
it was necessary. You wouldn't have had that woman landed in Montreal,
helpless and alone, while the man was sent back again to starve in
Poland?"
He saw a curious liquid gleam in Agatha's eyes, and added in a
deprecating manner, "You see, I've now and then limped without a dollar
into a British Columbian mining town."
The girl was a little stirred; but there was another matter that must
be mentioned, though she felt that the time was somewhat inopportune.
"Miss Rawlinson, who had only a second-class ticket, insists upon being
told how it is that she has been transferred to the saloon."
Wyllard's eyes twinkled, but she noticed that he was wholly free from
embarrassment, which was not quite the case with her.
"Well," he said, "that's a matter I must leave you to handle. Anyway,
she can't go second-class now. One or two of the steerage exchanged
when they saw their quarters, for which I don't blame them, and they've
filled every room right up."
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