WHILE FEN SLEPT
slip some time when it mattered." He left the rail suddenly, saying, "Might I take a look at Fen?"
"Why—if you want to—yes. Yes, certainly," said Mrs. Norvell, a little perplexed. "Show him the way, Hal."
At the head of the companionway Siddereticus paused. "Don't bother to come, Norvell," he said, "I can perfectly well find my way. Which is his cabin?"
"Well—all right," said Mr. Norvell, "it's aft—port side, second door."
With a little nod, Siddereticus vanished into the companionway. He made his way to the cabin and entered silently. In one berth, Larry slept robustly, with arms and legs flung haphazard; and opposite, under the port-hole, was Fen's bed. The young man bent close over it, gazing through the faintly luminous dusk.
Sleep had extinguished that light which Thornton had been accustomed to see in
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