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"This is what our Mr Powell had to tell lad to learn that Flora de Barral had been saved fro upon her path

We sat silent then,on the end of de Barral, on the

irresistible pressure of i conscience, scruples,

prudence, under their ever-expanding volume; on the sombre and venomous

irony in the obsession which had mastered that old man

"Well," I said

"The steward found him," Mr Powell roused himself "He went in there

with a cup of tea at five and of course dropped it I was on watch

again He reeled up to

it; and yet I could hardly speak "Go and tell the captain quietly," I

"My God! My God!" and I' to tell the captain, and start

screa in the saloon, "Fully dressed! Dead! Fully dressed!" Mrs

Anthony ran out of course but she didn't get hysterical Franklin, who

was there too, told me that she hid her face on the captain's breast and

then he went out and left them there It was days before Mrs Anthony