"Nothing, I assure you! It's just a matter of curiosity with me.

I should like to know who she is--that's all! The affair won't go any further." "How do you know ?" and Lorimer began to brush his stiff curly hair with a sort of vicious vigor.

"How can you tell?
I'm not a spiritualist, nor any sort of a humbug at all, I hope, but I sometimes indulge in presentiments.

Before we started on this cruise, I was haunted by that dismal old ballad of Sir Patrick Spens--" 'The King's daughter of Norroway 'Tis thou maun bring her hame!' "And here you have found her, or so it appears.

What's to come of it, I wonder ?" "Nothing's to come of it; nothing _will_ come of it!" laughed Philip.
"As I told you, she said she was a peasant.