I hope that a couple of years abroad will restore her." Braun handed the Captain fifty dollars.

"I have a five for your crew," he said, good humoredly, "if we make a neat landing alongside." It was eleven o'clock when the stout tug ran alongside the 'Mesopotamia.' The old ex-liner was an "occasional" now, and all ready to depart for Stettin.
On Braun's hail, a burly chief steward descended the companionway, with a half dozen assistants.
In the pelting rain, Irma Gluyas, an unresisting bundle, was safely borne by willing arms to the bridal stateroom of the huge steamer, once the pride of the German merchant navy.
The luggage was hastily hoisted on board, and Mr.

August Meyer heartily shook the Captain's hand.

"Here's the men's beer money.
It has been a famous voyage," said the happy villain, as he personally examined the tug's cabin.
"Nothing left! So good-bye to you!" And away churned the tug, dashing out into the midnight darkness, the red light gleaming like the eye of some angry sea monster.
In a couple of hours the creaking donkey-engines ceased their rattle, and Mr.August Meyer bounded up the gang-plank of the "Mesopotamia." A burly Hoboken hotel-keeper stood waving the solitary adieu to the victorious murderer.
They had seen Leah Einstein depart for New York City, her velvety eyes glistening with joy, for Braun had, in the seclusion of the Hoboken Hotel, handed her three five-hundred-dollar bills.
A handful of small change was tossed to her as a last offering.
"Remember, Leah," whispered Braun.

"The driver is paid, drink money and all.