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"Yes," he sneered, "he has been entirely too much of a good

friend. What was he always over to your place for, I'd like to

know? And, even after he knew we were engaged, what was he doin'

down at Ma Sprague's that night I called? An' what did you go to

his place for after the fire when I tried to get you to come to

mine?"

The last question he roared out at the top of his voice, and the

girl, now afraid of him, shrank back against the wall of the

cabin.

She knew it was useless to say that she and Code had been like

brother and sister all their lives, and that May Schofield was a

second mother to her. All reason was hopeless in the face of this

unreasoning jealousy. After a moment she found her speech.

"I guess, Nat," she said, "you had better go back to your

schooner until you are in a different mood."