Fair Harbor. Joseph Crosby Lincoln

leaned forward and then slowly leaned back again.

      "You—you—" he gasped, "you want me to—to manage that—that old women's home?"

      "Yes."

      "Me?"

      "Yes. … Here! where are you going?"

      The visitor had risen.

      "Stop!" shouted Judge Knowles. "Where are you going?"

      The captain breathed heavily.

      "I'm goin' to send for the doctor," he declared. "One of us two needs him."