The whole affair was simple and decorous enough.
Miss Vanderpoel was to bid good-bye to her friends and go at once to her sister, Lady Anstruthers, whose husband's country seat was but a short journey from London.

Bettina and her father had arranged that the fact should be kept from the society paragraphist.

This had required some adroit management, but had actually been accomplished.
As the waves swished past her, Bettina was saying to herself, "What will Rosy say when she sees me! What shall I say when I see Rosy?
We are drawing nearer to each other with every wave that passes." A fog which swept up suddenly sent them all below rather early.

The Worthingtons laughed and talked a little in their staterooms, but presently became quiet and had evidently gone to bed.

Bettina was restless and moved about her room alone after she had sent away her maid.