" In another corner Nathaniel murmured to Maura, " You must know, Miss O'Connell, I . . . I loved you even before I saw you. It was your father's way of talking." Maura shook her head. " You mustn't say that. It's not my dear da's words that should do the wooing," she said gently. " I'd rather be cared for . . . for what I am myself." Nathaniel nodded. " I'll not say more. But I will tell you what I think I'm going to do." And what is thatI'm going to California to search for gold." And do you think, Nathaniel Brewster, you'll find it?" I do. But it won't be as fine as what's here," Nathaniel said with a shy smile. " Maura O'Connell . . . will . . . will you . . . wait for me to come back?" Maura was silent.Will you?" You're a fine young man, Mr. Brewster. I can only say I'll not forget you. "