"
The mainsail was hoisted by the time they reached the side of the
yacht, and the anchor hove short, so that in two or three minutes
they were under way.
"She looks very nice," Lady Greendale said. "I thought that she
would look much worse."
"You should have seen her yesterday, mamma, when we passed her,
with the jagged stumps of the topmast and bowsprit and all her
ropes in disorder, the sails hanging down in the water and the
wreckage alongside. I could have cried when I saw her. At any rate,
she looks very neat and trim now.
"Where is the Phantom, Major Mallett?"
"She got under way at eleven o'clock, and has gone up to
Southampton," he replied, quietly, but with a half-interrogatory
glance towards her.
She gave a little nod, and took a chair a short distance from that
in which Lady Greendale had seated herself.
"Has he gone for good?" Frank asked, as he sat down beside her.
"Of course he has," she said. "You don't suppose, after what I told
you last night, that I was going to accept him."
"I hoped not," he said, gravely. "You cannot tell what a relief it
has been to me. Of course, dear, you will understand that so long
as you were to marry a man who would be likely to make you happy I
was content, but I could not bear to think of your marrying a man I
knew to be altogether unworthy of you.
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