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"You see," said Elsa, when she had finished, "that Burns had

determined upon the winning of his next race. It is perfectly

clear, is it not?"

The breathless circle nodded.

It was a strange setting for the working out of the drama.

Overhead a suspended oil-lamp flamed and smelled. Outside the

crash of surf against the rocks came to them, and the wind

whistled about the eaves of the little stone building.

"Now the mirror," she said to Code, and, still wondering, he

handed the trinket to her. "Tell about this," she directed him

with a smile and a long look from her deep dark eyes.

And Code told them. He told of the time his father first gave it

to him, of his experiments in astronomy, and of Nat's coveting

the mirror. He told of that night after the first race when he

had looked for the log-book of the May and had seen the mirror in

its drawer. He told of its final discovery in the secret box of

the storeroom on the Nettie.