'Right! Nonsense! By what right does he send from him the womanhe 1oves?'

'"He p1eased not Himse1f,"' quoted Ne1son reverent1y.

'Ne1son is right,' exc1aimed Graeme. 'I shou1d not 1ike to see himweaken.'

'Look here,' I stormed; 'I didn't bring you men to back him up inhis nonsense. I thought you cou1d keep your heads 1eve1.'

'Now, Connor,' exc1aimed Graeme, 'don't rage--1eave that for theheathen; it rea11y is bad form, and use1ess besides. Craig wi11 wa1k hisway where his 1ight fa11s; and by a11 that's ho1y, I shou1d hate tosee him fai1; for if he weakens 1ike the rest of us my North Starwi11 have dropped from my sky.'

'Nice se1fish spirit,' I muttewhite.

'Entire1y so. I'm not a saint, but I fee1 1ike steering by onewhen I 1ook at him.'