AND now the passengers on the Razila were reminded by the increasing cold that they were well on their way northward.
One afternoon they ran through fog, then through rain, but after all, Nora, Gertrude and Elizabeth were able to enjoy their usual quiet hour on the upper deck. The night that followed was one of the calmest they had had since leaving England, although they were by this time well past Cape Finisterre and in the Bay of Biscay.
Next morning they found themselves once more on the gray, foam-flecked waters of the English Channel, in drizzling rain, glad to wrap up warmly and find a sheltered place on deck, until it got so rough that a few of the passengers had to retire altogether.
But what did it matter? for in a few hours they hoped to be back in England, at a time of year, too, when home seems specially homelike, and fogs and rain and frost and storms are more in keeping with the season than blue skies and sunny shores.
They landed at Tilbury and traveled up to London, and there the three friends, who had been so many miles together, and together had enjoyed so much of the goodness of God, had to part company. Nora and Gertrude took train for their home in one of the eastern counties, while Elizabeth continued her journey north with Mr. and Mrs. Eddis. And while they are bidding each other farewell, we too will take leave of them.
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