"ThenwhataboutPaula？"saidBarry。"Thisisherparty，isitnot？"
　　Phylliswassilent。
　　"Ithink，CaptainDunbar，"saidMrs。Vincent，"ifyouwouldlikeit，yououghttogo。Youneedsomethingofthekind，andyouwillfitinadmirablywiththeparty，Iamquitesure。To—day，"sheaddedwithalittlelaugh，"IwasdoubtfulastotheproprietyoftheseyoungpeoplegoingoffallthewaytoEdinburghbythemselves，butyouknowinthesewartimeswedoextraordinarythings，butnowifyoujointhem，myscrupleswillberemoved。"
　　"Somechaperon，"whisperedCaptainNeilaudiblytoPhyllis。Thenheaddedbriskly，"Well，then，that’ssettled。To—morrowat8：37
　　wemeetatKing’sCross，8：37，remember。"
　　ButforBarrythematterwasfarfromsettled。
　　"Ican’tquitemakeupmymindto—night，"hesaid。"IshallbeatKing’sCross，however，inthemorningatanyrate。"
　　"But，Barry，"beganPhyllis，protesting，"youmust——Iwant——"
　　Sheceasedspeakingabruptly，herfaceflushingandthengoingsuddenlywhite。
　　"Oh，rot，oldman，"saidCaptainNeil，impatiently，"youwillcome。
　　Ofcoursehe’llcome，"headdedtoPhyllis。
　　Theymovedtogetheroutoftheroom，Mrs。VincentandCaptainNeilleadingtheway。
　　"Oh，Barry，aren’tyougoing？"saidPhyllisinalowvoice。
　　"HowcanIanswerthat？"hereplied，almostinanger。"DoYOUaskmetogo？DoYOUwantmetogo？"
　　"Ofcourse，weallwantyoutogo，"saidthegirl。
　　"Isthatyouranswer？"Hisvoicewastense；hisfacestrained。
　　"Ifthatisall，Phyllis，Imustsay’Good—bye’to—night。WhyshouldIgowithyou？WhyshouldIstayhereinLondon？There’snothingformehere。Thewaristheonlyplace——"
　　"Oh，Barry，"shesaid，hereyesbrightwithtears，"howunkindly，howterriblyyoutalk。"Thenwithaswiftchangeofmoodsheturneduponhim。"Whatrighthaveyoutotalklikethat？"shecriedinsuddenwrath。"WhathaveIdone——whathavewedonetoyou？"
　　"Wait，Phyllis，"hecrieddesperately。"Oh，letthemgoon，"headdedimpatiently。"ForHeaven’ssake，istherenoplaceaboutherewhereIcantalktoyou？"Theywerebothpaleandtrembling。
　　"Imusttalktoyouto—night——now——atonce。"Hestoodbetweenherandthedoor。"Can’tyouseeIloveyou？Iloveyou，doyouhear？
　　Ifyoudon’tloveme，whyshouldIlive？"
　　"Oh，Barry，"saidthegirl，inahurriedvoice。"Youmustnottalklikethis。Comethisway。Iknowthisplace。"Shehurriedoutbyasidedoor，downacorridor，andintoasmallparlour，withcosycorners，wheretheywerealone。
　　"Now，Phyllis，"saidBarry，facingher，withasettledfiercenessinhisvoiceandmanner。"Iamquitemad，Iknow，toloveyou，butIdo。Ican’thelpitanymorethanbreathing。Ihavenorighttotellyouthis，perhaps。Iamnobody，andIhavenothingtoofferanygirl。Iseethatnow。Oh，Iseethatclearlynow，butIneverthoughtofthatpartofitbefore。Ionlylovedyou。HowcouldI
　　helpit？Ihardlyknewmyselfuntiltonight。ButIknownow，"headdedinavoiceoftriumph，thegloomliftingfromhisface，andthefiercelightfadingfromhiseyes。"Yes，Iknownow，Phyllis。
　　Iloveyou。Ishallalwaysloveyou。IloveyouandIamgladtoloveyou。Nothingcantakethatfromme。"
　　Allthistimeshewasstandingbeforehim，herfacewhite，herlipsparted，alookofwonder，almostoffear，inthebrowneyes，sobravelyholdinghis，herhandspressedharduponherbosom，asiftostayitstumult。
　　"Ihavenorighttosaythistoyou，"saidBarryagain。"Youbelongtoagreatfamily。Perhapsyouarerich。GreatHeavens！"
　　hegroaned。"Ineverthoughtofthat。Youarebeautiful。Manymenwillloveyou，greatmenandrichmenwillloveyou。Youaresowonderful。Why，there’sCaptainNeil，he——"
　　"CaptainNeil，"echoedPhyllis，withinfinitescorninhervoice。
　　"Well，manymen。"
　　"Manymen，"sherepeated，herlipsbeginningtotremble。"Oh，Barry，can’tyousee？Youblindboy。There’sonlyonemanforme，Barry，andthat’syou，justyou。"Shecameneartohim，laidherhandsuponhisbreast，hereyeslookingintohis。
　　"Phyllis，"hesaid，puttinghisarmsroundher，agreatwonderinhisvoice。"Itcan’tbetrue！Oh，itcan’tbetrue！Yetyoureyes，yourdeareyessayso。Phyllis，Idobelieveyouloveme。"
　　Thelittlehandssliduparoundhisneck；hedrewherclose。
　　"Phyllis，mydear，dear，love，"hewhispered。
　　Hefeltherbodysuddenlyrelax，andassheleanedbackwardsinhisarms，stillclingingtohim，hebentoverherandhislipsmethersinalongkiss。
　　CHAPTERXVIII
　　AWEDDINGJOURNEY
　　"Justamoment，ifyouplease，Paula。Ishouldliketogetdownafewnotesofthisbit。Oh，whataview！Lake，moor，hills，mountains，village！"
　　Mr。Howlandsprangfromthecar，sketchbookinhand，andranforwardtoajuttingrockthatcommandedthewidevalley，flankedbyhills，inwhosebosomlayaloch，shimmeringinthemorninglight。Thecardrewuponthebrowofalongandgentlyslopingincline，whichtheroadfolloweduntilitdisappearedinaturnatthevillageattheloch’send。
　　"Getthelittlechurchtowerin，father，andabitofthecastle。
　　Icanseeitfromhere，"saidPaula，standinguponthemotorseat。
　　"Ishalltrythisfurtherrock，"saidherfather。"Ah，hereitis。
　　Docome，allofyou，andgetthis。Oh，whataperfectlygloriousview！"
　　Thelittlegroupgatheredabouthiminsilence，uponalittleheadlandthatoverlookedthevalley，andfeasteduponthebeautythatspreaditselfoutbeforethem，theundulatingslopeandshimmeringloch，thewidemoorsandsoftlyroundedhills，thedarkgreenmassesofraggedfirs，andthegreatwhiteBensinthefardistance，andbelowthem，inthemidstthehumantouch，inanestlingvillagewithitsHeaven—pointingspire。
　　"Hark！"saidPaula。
　　Fromacrossthelochtherefloateduptothem，softandmellowasanangel’ssong，thesoundofabell。
　　Mr。Rowlanddroppedhissketchbook，tookoffhishat，andstoodasifinworship。Theothermenfollowedhisexample。
　　"Father，"saidPaula，"let’sgotochurch。"
　　"Hush，"saidherfather，puttinguphishand，andsostoodforsomemoments。
　　"Oh，Scotland，Scotland！"hecried，liftinghisarmshighabovehishead，"nowonderyourchildreninexileweepfortheirnativeland。"
　　"Andyourmenfightanddieforyou，"addedPaula，glancingatCaptainNeil。
　　"Thankyou，"saidCaptainNeil，turningquicklyaway。
　　"Yes，"saidPaula，"weshallgotochurchhere，father。"
　　Thechurchstoodagainstaclusterofancientfirs，inthemidstofitsquietgraves，yewshadedhereandthere。Besideitstoodthemanse，withinitssweetoldgarden，protectedbyamosscoveredstonewall。
　　Atitsgatetheministerstood，adarkmanwithsilveringhair，ofsomesixtyyears，butstillerectandwithanoble，intellectualface。
　　"Letusspeaktohim，"saidPaula，astheylefttheircar。
　　Withcharacteristicreserve，BarryandNeilshrankfromgreetingastranger，butwithfineandeasycourtesyMr。Howlandbaredhishead，andwentuptotheminister。
　　"Weheardyourbell’sinvitation，sir，"hesaid，"andwecametoworshipwithyou。"
　　Agravesmiletouchedthedarkface。
　　"Yourightlyinterpreteditsmessage，"hesaid。"Letmerepeatitswelcome。"
　　"WeareAmericans，atleastmydaughterandIare，"saidMr。
　　Howland，presentingPaula，afranksmileuponherbeautifulface，"andthisisheryoungfriendfromLondon，MissVincent，andtheseyoungofficersareoftheCanadianarmy。"
　　"Canadians！"exclaimedtheminister，meetingthemwithbothhands。
　　"Oh，youareindeedwelcome。"
　　"Weareallinthewar，sir，Iwouldhaveyouknow，"addedMr。
　　Howland。
　　Theministerlookedpuzzled。
　　"Letmeexplain，"saidBarry。"Mr。RowlandandhisdaughterareonleavefromtheirownhospitalwhichtheyhavesetupinFrance。
　　MissVincentisfromthebasehospitalinBoulogne。"
　　Likethesunbreakinguponthelochinadullday，asmilebrokeoverthedarkface。Hethrewthegatewideopen。
　　"Inthenameofmycountry，inthisitsdarkhour，letmegiveyouwelcome，"andoncemoreheshookthemeachbythehand。"Wehavestillhalfanhourbeforeworship，"hecontinued。"Praydomethehonourofenteringmymanse。"
　　Theyfollowedhimuptheshrubbery—flankedgravelwalktothedoor。
　　"Enter，"hesaid，goingbeforethemintothemanse。"Jean！Jean！"
　　hecalled。
　　"Yes，dear，"cameavoicelikethesoundofasilverbell，andfromanotherroomissuedaladywithafaceofrareanddelicateloveliness。Hersoft，clingingblackgown，withatouchofwhiteatherthroat，servedtoemphasisethesweetpurityofherface，butcastoveritashadeofsadnessatoncepoignantandtender。
　　"Mydear，thisisMrs。Robertson，"hesaidsimply；"thesefriends，AmericansandCanadians，arefromthewar。"
　　Atthatwordshecametogreetthem，herfaceilluminedbyasmileinexpressiblysweet，butinexpressiblysad。"Youarewelcome，oh，verywelcome，"shesaid，inasoftScotchvoice。"Comeinandrestforafewmoments。"
　　"Ouryoungfriendhere，CaptainDunbar，ischaplainofadistinguishedCanadianregiment。"
　　"Theyarealldistinguished，"saidthelady。
　　"Achaplain？"saidtheminister。"Mydearsir，weshouldbegratefulforamessageforourpeoplefromthefront——"
　　"Oh，yes，ifyouwould，"addedhiswife。
　　"But，"protested。Barry，"Iwanttohearsomeoneelsepreach。
　　Onegetsverytiredofone’sownpreaching，andbesidesI’maverypoorpreacher。"
　　"I’lltakethatrisk，butIwillnotpressyou，"saidtheministercourteously。
　　"Do，Barry，"saidPaulainalowvoice，butheshookhishead。
　　"Iseeyouhavesomesoldierfriendsatthefront，"saidMr。
　　Rowland，pointingtoaphotographonthemantelofayoungofficerinHighlanddress。
　　"Ourson，sir，"saidtheministerquietly。
　　"Ouronlyson，"addedhiswifequietly。"HewasintheBlackWatch。"Hervoice，withitspeculiarbell—likequality，wasfullofprideandtenderness。
　　"Oh，"saidPhyllis，turningtoherwithquicktearsinhereyesandholdingoutherhand。
　　"Ah，"saidthelady，"youtoo？Yourbrother？"
　　"Mytwobrothers。"
　　"Mydearchild！Mydearchild！"saidtheminister’swife，kissingher。"Yourmotherwasgreatlyprivileged，"sheaddedgently。
　　Itwasadeeplymovingscene。
　　"Madam，"saidMr。Howland，wipinghiseyes，"forgiveme，butyoumothersarethewonderofthewar。"
　　"Therearemanyofusinthisglen，sir，"shereplied。"Wecannotgiveourlives，sir。Wecanonlygivewhatisdearerthanourlives，ourdear，dearsons，and，believeme，wedon’tgrudgethem。"
　　"Madam，"saidMr。Howland，"thewholeworldhonoursyouandwondersatyou。"
　　"Sir，"saidBarry，obeyingaquickimpulse，"Icannotpreach，butmayItellyourpeoplesomethingabouttheirboysandhowsplendidtheyare？"
　　"Thankyou，"saidtheminister。
　　"Oh，wouldyou？"criedhiswife。"Therearemanytherewhofeelonlythelossandthesorrow。Youcantellthemsomethingofitssplendour。"
　　Bythistimeintheeyesofallthevisitorsthereweretears，butonthefacesoftheministerandhiswifetherewasonlytheserenepeaceofthosewhowithinthesacredshrineofsacrificehavegotavisionofitseternalglory。
　　"Barry，"saidPaula，drawinghimaside，"Iloveyouforthis，butdotalkaboutsomething，orIshallsurelycry。Thesepeoplebreakmyheart。"
　　"Oh，no，"saidBarry，lookingatthem，"therearenotearsthere。
　　Theyhavebeenallthewaythrough。"
　　"Likepeople，likepriest！"Thefolkthatgatheredinthelittlechurchthatmorningweresimplepeopleoftheglen，shepherdsandcottersfromthecountryside，humblevillagers。Theywerewomenforthemostpart，witholdmenandchildren。Thegirlswereawayatthemunitionplants，theyoungmenatthewar，fightingorlyingundertheirlittlecrossesorintheirunknownandunmarkedgraves，ononeofBritain’sfivebattlefronts，orunderthetossingwatersoftheSevenSeaswhereBritain’snavyrides，guardingtheworld’sfreedom。Simplepeasantfolktheywere，butwiththatlookofgraveandthoughtfulsteadfastnesswithwhichScotlandknowshowtostampherpeople。
　　Thedevotionswereconductedbytheministerwithsimplesincerity，andwithaprophet’smystictouchandaprophet’svisionofthingsinvisible。
　　Barrymadenoattemptatasermon。Heyieldedhimselftothespiritoftheplace，thespiritofthemanseanditspeople，whoseserenefortitudeundertheburdenoftheirsorrowhadstirredhimtohissoul’sdepths。Theirspiritrecalledthespiritofhisownfatherandthespiritofthemenhehadknowninthetrenches。Hemadeaslightreferencetothehorrorsofthewar。Hetouchedlightlyuponthesoldiers’trialsbuthetoldthemtalesoftheirendurance，theirpatience，theirtendernesstothewounded，theircomradeship，theirreadinesstosacrifice。Beforeheclosed，heliftedthemuptoseetheworthandsplendourofitallandgavethemavisionoftheworld’sregenerationthroughtheeternalmysteryofthecross。
　　Theylistenedwithupliftedface，onwhichrestedaquietwonder，touchedwiththatlightthatonlyfallswheresacrificeandsacramentarejoined。Thereweretearsonmanyfaces，buttheyfellquietly，withoutbitterness，withoutpassion，withoutdespair。
　　Awomanwithagriefwornfacewaitedforhimatthefootofthepulpitstairs，theminister’swifeandPhyllisbesideher。
　　"Mrs。Finlaysonwishestospeaktoyou，"shesaid。
　　"Ay，ay！Ijistwanttosaythatyouhadthewordformetheday。
　　Iseeitbetterthenoo。A’mmaircontentthatmamonsudbesleepin’ootyonder。"SheheldBarry’shandwhileshespoke，hertearsfallingonit，thenkisseditandturnedaway。
　　"Andthis，"saidtheminister’swife，"isMrs。Murray，whohasgiventhreesons，andwhohasjustsentherlastsonawaythisweek。"
　　"Threesons，"echoedBarry，gazingatthestrongface，beatenandbrownwiththewindsandsunsoffiftyyears，"andyousentawayyourlast。Oh，Iwonderatyou。Howcouldyou？"
　　"Acudnahaudhimbackwi’histhreebritherslyin’ootthere，and，"sheadded，withaproudliftofherhead，"andwudna。"
　　IttooksomeminutesforBarrytomakehiswaythroughtothedoor。
　　Hewantedtogreetthemall。Hehadafeelingthathewastherenotinhisownpersonbutasarepresentativestandingbetweentwonoblecompaniesofmartyrs，thosewhohadgoneforthtodie，andthosewhohadsentthem。
　　"Youhavedoneusagreatserviceto—day，sir，"saidtheministerinbiddingBarrygood—bye。
　　"Itwasaprivilegetodoit，"saidBarryasheshookhandswiththeministerandhiswife。"Ishalltellthemenaboutyouandyourpeople。"
　　"Mydear，mydear，isheyourman？"askedtheminister’swifeassheheldPhyllis’hand。
　　"Heis，"saidPhyllis，glancingatBarrywithshypride。
　　"Andheleavesyousoon？"
　　"Intwodays，"repliedthegirl，withaquickbreath。
　　"Don’tlethimawaytillyougiveyourselfwhollytohim。Whynotto—morrow？It’samother’sword。"
　　"That’swhatIsay，"criedPaulaimpulsively，seekingtocoverthegirl’sblushingconfusion。"Neil，"sheadded，turningtohim，"I
　　shouldlovetobemarriedinjustsuchadearlittlechurchasthis。"
　　"Allright，"saidNeil。"Iknowanotherjustlikeit，andIshallshowittoyounextweek。"
　　Theywandereddownbytheloch’sside。Passingaboat—rentingestablishment，Paulasuddenlyexclaimed，"MyLandofLiberty，lookthere，Barry！"
　　"What？"
　　"Acanoe，"shecried，runningtowardit。"ACanadiancanoe！"
　　"AgenuinePeterboro，"hecried，followingher。"Wheredidyougetthis？"heinquired，turningtotheboatman。
　　"MyboybroughtitwithhimfromCanada，sir。Heisanengineer。
　　Ihavehiswholeoutfitinthehouse——tent，campthingsandall。
　　Heisatthewarhimself。"
　　"Oh，Barry，lookatthedearthing。Whatdoesitmakeyouthinkof？"SheglancedatBarry’sfaceandaddedquickly，"Oh，Iknow。
　　Forgiveme。I’mafool！"
　　"Comealong，Phyllis，"saidBarry，drawingherawaywithhim。"I
　　wanttotalktoyou。"
　　"Weshalltakelunchinhalfanhour，Barry，"calledMr。Howlandafterhim。"We’redueatPitlochry，youknow，fordinner。"
　　"Allright，sir，"saidBarry。"We’llbeonhand。"
　　"Iwonderifshe’sgotthenerve，"saidPaulatoCaptainNeilastheystoodlookingafterthem。
　　"Iwonder，"saidCaptainNeil，lookingather。"Wouldyou？"
　　"WouldI，"saidPaula，withsuddenshyness。"I——butyouarenotgoingawayintwodays。"
　　"No，thankthegoodLord，"saidCaptainNeil，fervently，"but，Paula，I’llnotforget。"
　　AtPitlochrytheyfoundtheirmailawaitingthem。
　　"Atelegramforyou，Barry，"saidPaula，whohadassumedthedutyofpostman。
　　TheyallpausedinexaminingtheirmailtowatchBarryopenhiswire。
　　"Guess，"heshouted，holdinghistelegramhigh。
　　"Oh，glory，Iknow！"exclaimedPaula。"Extendedleave。Howmuch？"
　　"’Oh，excellentyoungmaid，howmuchelderartthouthanthylooks！’"
　　"Oh，Barry！"exclaimedPhyllis。"Howmuch？"
　　"Fivedays，fivewholedays。"
　　"Humph！It’stheleasttheycoulddo。Theymighthavemadeitten，"grumbledPaula。
　　"Mr。Howland，mayIspeaktoyouamoment？"Barry’slookandvoicewereeloquentofresolve。
　　"Certainly，Barry。Immediately？"
　　"Ifyouplease，sir。"
　　Theyretiredtoacorner，whereBarrycouldbeseenwithardentlookandvehementgestureputtinghispropositiontoMr。Howland，whosefaceshowedmingledpleasureandperplexity。Theotherswaitedpatientlyfortheconferencetoend。
　　"Oh，pshaw！"saidPaula，"Barryoughttoknowbythistimethatthepatersimplycan’tmakeuphismindwithoutme。Iknowwhattheyareat。"
　　Shemovedovertothem。
　　"Now，father，ofcourseyouwilldoasBarrywishes，"shedeclared。
　　"Oh，Iknowwhathewants。Nowlistentome。JustwireMrs。
　　Vincentthateverythingisperfectlyallright，thatyoucanguaranteeBarry，andthatit’sthesensiblething，theonlythingtodounderthecircumstances。Oh，we’llhaveitinthatdearlittlechurch。Splendid。Perfectlyripping！Eh，Phyllis？Comeoverhereatonce。Now，father，getbusyonthewire。Whywasteaperfectlygoodhourinjusttalkingaboutit？Whatdoyousay，folks？Howmanysay’Ay’？"
　　UpwentBarry’stwohands，andwiththemNeil’sandPaula’s。
　　"Whataboutyou，miss？"askedPaula，turningwrathfullytowardPhyllis。
　　PhylliswalkedquietlytoBarry’sside。
　　"Barry，"shesaid，givinghimherhand，"Ihavedecidedtobemarriedto—morrow。Ishallwiremamma。"
　　Barryansweredheronlywithhiseyes。
　　"ByJove！"saidPaula，"youBritishersarethelimit，forstolid，unemotionalpeople。HereamIshoutingmyheadofflikeabaseballfan，togetthisthingputthrough，andyouquietlywalkupandannouncethateverything’sfixedbuttheband。"
　　ThewirestoLondonthatafternoonwerekeptbusy，amessagegoingtoMrs。Vincentfromeachmemberoftheparty，butitwasfeltthatthatfromPhyllistohermotherwasreallyallthatwasnecessary。
　　"DearestMamma——BarryandIaretobemarriedtomorrow。EnglishlawmakesLondonimpossible，asBarryhasonlyfivedays。Iamveryhappy，feelingsureyouapprove。Ourdearest，dearestlove。
　　"Phyllis。"
　　AlongwirealsowentfromBarrytoMr。Robertson，theministerofthelittlechurch，wheretheyhadspentsuchadelightfulhourthatmorning，butthiswireBarryshowedtonoone。
　　Thebride’sbouquetwasfromthemansegarden，ashowerofwhiteroses，nopurerandnosweeterthanthebrideherself。Atthechurchdoor，thepartystoodshrinkingfromthemomentofparting。
　　AtlengthPaulatookmattersinhand。
　　"Asusual，"shesaid，"theheavyworkfallstome。DearMrs。
　　Robertson"——totheminister’swife——"goodbye。Ishallalwaysloveyouandyourdearlittlechurch。"
　　Sheputherarmsaroundtheminister’swifeandkissedher。
　　"Oh，we’regoingtoseethemoff，"saidthatlady。"Leadtheway，CaptainDunbar，please，"sheadded，withabrightsmile，givinghimalittlepush。
　　"Come，Phyllis，"saidBarryofferinghiswifehisarm，andtheystartedoffdownthestreettowardthelake。
　　"Willyoupermitme？"saidtheminister，offeringhisarmtoPaula，whoinmystifiedsilencetookitwithoutaword。
　　"MayIhavethepleasure？"saidMr。Howland，offeringhisarmtoMrs。Robertson。
　　"Come，CaptainFraser，"shesaidgaily，offeringhimtheotherarm。
　　"Justwhatishappeningtome，Idon’tpretendtoknow，"saidPaula，"butwhateveritis，Americaisinthisthingtothefinish。"
　　Barrystoppedattheboathouselanding。There，tiedtothedock，floatedtheCanadiancanoe，ladenwithtentandcampoutfit，andwithextrabasketsprovidedfromthemanse。
　　"Oh，Barry，howwonderful！Howperfectlywonderful！"criedPaulainanecstasyofdelight。
　　Inthatfarewellthereweretearsandsmiles，butmoresmilesthantears。ThelasttotouchtheirhandswasPaula。Shemanagedtodrawthemapartfromtheothers，withhereyesglisteningwithunaccustomedtears。"Youdeserveeachother。Phyllis，"shewhispered，alternatelyshakingandkissingher，"therewasadaywhenIwouldhavefoughtyouforhim，untilNeilcame。Barry，youdearboy，youmaykissmegoodbye，andoh，mayyoubothliveforever。"
　　"Goodbye，dearPaula，"criedPhyllis。"Youhavebeensolovelytomefromtheveryfirst。Ishallnever，neverforgetyou。"
　　"Goodbye，Paula，"saidBarry，"dearestofalldearfriends。"
　　Shestoopedtosteadythecanoe，whilePhyllissteppedtoherplaceinthebow。
　　"Goodbyetoallofyou。Godloveyouandkeepyouall，"saidBarry。
　　Hetookhispaddleandsteppedintothecanoe，Paulastillstoopingoverittokeepitsteady。
　　"Dear，dearBarry，"shewhispered，andforthefirsttimehertearsfell。"Goodbye！Goodbye！"
　　Togetherthelittlecompanystoodwatchingthemaway，Phyllisinthebow，notpaddling，satwithherfacetowardthem，Barryswinginghispaddlewithgraceful，powerfulstrokes，untiljustatacurveoftheshore，wheresomebirchesoverhungthewater，heswungthecanoehalfround，andwithpaddleheldVoyageurfashioninsalute，theypassedoutofsight。