She replied with almost fierce determination to the torrent of words poured forth.
"I know nothing further--only that if one is not a fool one must make sure of clothes and belts." "Quite right, Miss Vanderpoel," said one young man, touching his cap in nervous propitiation.
"Stop screaming," Betty said mercilessly to the woman.

"It's idiotic--the more noise you make the less chance you have.

How can men keep their wits among a mob of shrieking, mad women ?" That the remote Miss Vanderpoel should have emerged from her luxurious corner to frankly bully the lot of them was an excellent shock for the crowd.

Men, who had been in danger of losing their heads and becoming as uncontrolled as the women, suddenly realised the fact and pulled themselves together.

Bettina made her way at once to the Worthingtons' staterooms.
There she found frenzy reigning.