Stunned and frightened out of her life, the girl very near fainted after such treatment; but the night came and passed, and not a sound of her people did she hear; and in the morning—­Sunday—­’twas Fox tramped up over the stairs and opened her door and asked if she’d changed her mind.  She said “No,” of course, and begged him for honour and the love of God to be reasonable; but he only cursed her and locked her in again and went his way.

Later her aunt came, but Christie won no comfort from her tongue, and presently stared out at the shocking truth, that in a Christian country among Christian folks, she was going to be starved to death, because she wouldn’t wed William Bassett.  On Sunday night Ted would sail again, and she doubted if he’d come to see her till he returned, for his papers were at Jersey along with his mother.  Then she thought what lay in her power to do about it, and if it was possible to get at Alice Chick, the barmaid—­a very clever creature and very fond of Christie.  But there was no chance of that, and she felt sure that Alice had been told she was ill and must not be seen.

But it happened that the other girl knew all about the tragedy, because Mr. Bassett had come in the night before, and Mrs. Fox, who was in the bar, had spoken with him and told what was going forward, and William hadn’t liked it none too well.  So Alice, though she seemed busy and bustled about as usual, heard the ugly truth, or enough of it to guide her actions.

She thought first of going to William Bassett herself, but she couldn’t be sure of him, and so went to her own lover instead.  Andrew Beal he was—­a fisherman that worked for Fox—­and that night Andrew Beal tackled a task somewhat out of the common, for Alice saw him for ten minutes in the road after closing time, and bade him be off to Dartmouth so quick as his legs would carry him with a letter that she’d wrote to Masters.  Andrew was to get aboard The Provider somehow, and see Ted, and bring his answer in the morning by cock-light.  Which things Andrew Beal did do, and before Fox and his wife were stirring, Alice crept to Christie’s door and slipped a letter under it.

And a very clever letter it was.

I hear they’ve locked you up and mean to starve you if you won’t take another man (wrote the sailor). Well, keep quite calm and save yourself all fear.  People who break the rule of law and order and do such devilish deeds as this must be treated to their own high-handed ways, my dear.  I’ll call for you to-morrow at dusk, Christie, so be ready, and have your things packed, for you’ll say good-bye to ‘Passage House’ a few hours after you get this letter.  And if Alice Chick is allowed to see you, tell her I’ll not forget her goodness nor yet her man’s.  We’ll have the weather of ’em before nightfall.  Cheer O!

         &nb
sp;                                                  Your loving,
          
                                                  Ted.