At length they came in front of the big house, and when Reynolds saw it, and also The Frontiersman lying at her wharf, his interest was intense. He ceased paddling, and stared in amazement.
"Am I dreaming, or have I taken leave of my senses?" he asked.
Glen laughed, as she rested on her paddle, and turned partly around.
"That is where I live," she explained. "And that is our boat. You were brought in on it the day we picked you up on the lake."
Reynolds made no immediate reply, but drove his paddle suddenly into the water. He knew that this girl had been largely instrumental in saving his life, and he was learning more and more what an important part she was playing in his life, and how one by one the links were being formed to bind them closer together.
Reynolds believed that he had
