Really--if I could be on the spot----' He hesitated, timidly indicating his thoughts.

Sibyl mused, and slowly shook her head.
'No; wait for reports.' 'Yes; but it's those who are in it first, you see.' Sibyl seemed to forget the immediate subject, and to let her thoughts wander in pleasant directions.

She spoke as if on a happy impulse.
'There's one place I think I should like--though I dread the voyage.' 'Where's that ?' 'Honolulu.' 'What has put that into your head ?' 'Oh, I have read about it.

The climate is absolute perfection, and the life exquisite.

How do you get there ?' 'Across America, and then from San Francisco.