Dreams about a Star 119

I must be your. ferryman in quite another
way ; for we really must go back.”

Doris looked across at the mainland,
seeking for a light high up on the hillside.
‘I suppose we must,” she said, wistfully.
“And perhaps I shall be grown old before
we can buy this island and begin to try
your plan. But—there’s a harbour over
there, and steps leading up from the water.
Shall we try to think that you are the
ferryman you will some day be, and that
this is the first day we have owned the
island and we both are going over?”

She rose, and her companion held her
hand as she descended the rock and
stepped into the boat. He began to row
very quietly, the sounds of life about the
harbour growing every moment clearer
and nearer. At last they had reached the
steps that lead up to the quay.

“ After all,” he said, “this is an island,
too, and if only the people knew there
would be no need for us to buy one, they
would set to work and make a whole world