I did not answer you in writing. I have
come to answer you in person."
She put her hand in mine, and added the one word:
"Yes."
And that was the answer that Thora spoke on that summer day, long
ago, as we stood together on the ship that brought her over from
the home of her fathers to the land in the northern seas that was
more truly her own. And the ship sailed on, over the blue waters
and through breezy sounds and among verdant isles; into sunlit
fiords, where the sea birds flew; on, under the dark weatherbeaten
cliffs and lofty rocks, where the cormorant sat perched on high.
And at last, as the dusk of the evening gathered and the light of
the sunset silvered the waters, down went the chain with rattling
noise, and we came to an anchor in the peaceful haven of Stromness.
THE END.
Notes.
i According to the standard of value in 1843, the ingot of
silver, weighing six ounces, would be worth 1 pound, 13s., 0d.
ii Peerie = little.
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