One naturally associated the little secret with some member of
one of these delightful families. Finally, he said he would like to show
me how it was possible to transform a naval man into a parson.
My mind was made up. I wrote to him that I would start at once. Then I
began to make preparations, and meanwhile fell to thinking again about
him who was now the Reverend Galt Roscoe. After the 'Fulvia' reached
London I had only seen him a few times, he having gone at once into the
country to prepare for ordination. Mrs. Falchion and Justine Caron I had
met several times, but Mrs. Falchion forbore inquiring for Galt Roscoe:
from which, and from other slight but significant matters, I gathered
that she knew of his doings and whereabouts. Before I started for Toronto
she said that she might see me there some day, for she was going to San
Francisco to inspect the property her uncle had left her, and in all
probability would make a sojourn in Canada. I gave her my address, and
she then said she understood that Mr. Roscoe intended taking a missionary
parish in the wilds. In his occasional letters to me while we all were in
England Roscoe seldom spoke of her, but, when he did, showed that he knew
of her movements.
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