He read once more the last words of Zebulon's postscript; they showed no little shrewdness on the writer's part.
Zebulon shall dwell at the haven of the sea, and he shall be for a haven of ships.
That, then, was to be Zebulon's mission, and he already suspected as much; but he had no heart for the task before him.
Since their last talk, however, Zebulon was more than ever determined to shake off his affectionate friend.
He might very well, as she had thought at first, have been on his way to Zebulon.
