"Leave? Where--"

"For New York! I've made my fight, and I've won." His eyes
kindled feverishly. "I've won in spite of them all. I hold the
key to a kingdom. It's mine--mine! I hold the gateway to an
empire, and those who pass through must pay." The girl had never
seen such fierce triumph in a face. "I saw it in a dream, only it
was more than a dream." The wind snatched O'Neil's words from his
lips, but he ran on: "I saw a deserted fishing-village become a
thriving city. I saw the glaciers part to let pass a great
traffic in men and merchandise. I saw the unpeopled north grow
into a land of homes, of farms, of mining-camps, where people
lived and bred children. I heard the mountain passes echo to
steam whistles and the whir of flying wheels. It was a wonderful
vision that I saw, but my eyes were true. They called me a fool,
and it took the sea and the hurricane to show them I was right."
He paused, ashamed of his outburst, and, taking the girl's hand
in his, went stumbling ahead of the storm.

Their limbs were cramped, their teeth chattered, they wallowed
through mire, and more than once they fell. Nearing Trevor's
house, they saw what the storm had done. Kyak was nearly razed.
Roofs had been ripped off, chimneys were down, glass was out.
None but the most substantial log cabins had withstood the
assault, and men were busied in various quarters trying to repair
the damage.

They found Natalie beside herself with anxiety for their safety,
and an hour later Trevor came in, soaked to the skin. He was very