“Yes!” cried Bella, in high glee, choking him again. “He’s the Knave of Wilfers! Dear Pa, the lovely woman means to look forward to this fortune that has been told for her, so delightfully, and to cause it to make her a much better lovely woman than she ever has been yet. What the little fair man is expected to do, sir, is to look forward to it also, by saying to himself when he is in danger of being over-worried, ‘I see land at last!’

“I see land at last!” repeated her father.

“There’s a dear Knave of Wilfers!” exclaimed Bella; then putting out her small white bare foot, “That’s the mark, sir. Come to the mark. Put your boot against it. We keep to it together, mind! Now, sir, you may kiss the lovely woman before she runs away, so thankful and so happy. O yes, fair little man, so thankful and so happy!”