"There, there!" said Mr. Letts.
He drew Miss Foster to the seat, and, sitting between them, sat with an
arm round each. There was nothing in sight but a sail or two in the far
distance, and he allowed Miss Foster's head to lie upon his shoulder
undisturbed. An only child, and an orphan, he felt for the first time
the blessing of a sister's love.
"Why didn't you come home before?" murmured the girl.
Mr. Letts started and squinted reproachfully at the top of her hat. Then
he turned and looked at Mrs. Green in search of the required information.
"He was shipwrecked," said Mrs. Green.
"I was shipwrecked," repeated Mr. Letts, nodding.
"And had brain-fever after it through being in the water so long, and
lost his memory," continued Mrs. Green.
"It's wonderful what water will do--salt water," said Mr. Letts, in
confirmation.
Miss Foster sighed, and, raising the hand which was round her waist, bent
her head and kissed it. Mr. Letts colored, and squeezed her
convulsively.
Assisted by Mrs. Green he became reminiscent, and, in a low voice,
narrated such incidents of his career as had escaped the assaults of the
brain-fever. That his head was not permanently injured was proved by the
perfect manner in which he remembered incidents of his childhood narrated
by his newly found mother and sister. He even volunteered one or two
himself which had happened when the latter was a year or two old.
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