Of course, he couldn't know that Angel
and she were in this town, because it was only about a month since they
came. It must be difficult to hear things in ships; and he might go
away, to look for them somewhere else, without ever finding them here.
Little thrills of excitement running from Rosemary's fingers to her toes
felt like vibrating wires. What could she do? Jane had said, if he came
at all, he was sure to come on Christmas Eve, according to the habit of
fathers, and it was Christmas Eve now. By and bye it would be too late,
anyhow for a whole year, which was just the same as forever and ever.
Oh, she must go out, this very minute!
The child had put on her hat and coat, before she remembered that Angel
had told her she must never stir beyond the hotel garden alone. But
then, Angel probably did not know this important fact about fathers lost
at sea, returning on Christmas Eve, and not at any other time.
If she waited until Angel came in, it might be after sunset, as it had
been yesterday; and then even if they hurried into the street to search,
they could not recognize him in the dark.
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