brute in the right place tonight, Ready !”
“I hope he may be,” was the reply. “But we were off our course this afternoon; and we were off it again during the concert, as sure as we’re not on it now.”
His tone made me draw him to the rail.
“But how do you know? You didn’t have another look, did you?”
“Lots of looks-at the stars. He couldn’t keep me from consulting them; and I’m just as certain of it as I’m certain that we’ve a cargo aboard which we’re none of us supposed to know anything about.”
The
nod - more scornful than all the rest.
“You never are surprised, are you, Mr. Cole?” says she. “You were not surprised when the wretch used horrible language in front of me! You were not surprised when it was a - dying man - whom he abused!”
I try to soothe her. I agree heartily with her disgust at