cued," resumed the voice. "The Blenmora is wirelessing and we are reading it ashore. The Blenmora is calling Ashland, which is nearer than Duluth. Evidently, for the sake of the men, she will put in there. The Blenmora is saying:
"Ashland. Have surgeons and hospital for five men. Have taken from wreck of Gant, Henry Clapaugh, seaman, home Manistique; Frank Kerry, assistant engineer, Escanaba; Jim Pakker, oiler, Fort William; Otto Lore, oiler, and Lars Anderson, mate, both of Duluth.
"'Powell'"
"Powell," Ellen heard repeated beside her. "Powell," announced Lew's voice. "That's her name. This is the daughter of that man who did that. She comes from there. That Powell's her father!"
Many hands were helping Ellen; sobered, gentle hands. Girls' lips kissed her; girls brought her cloak to her.
Lew helped her into it. Lew was outdoing in solicitude all the others. Lew had become her cavalier.
"I take her home now," Lew announced. "I take you home," he told her.
Slengel and the quiet young man, who had been beside 'her throughout at the radio, went down with Lew and her to the door. In the cab, Lew remained her cavalier; and he left her at her room.
