Have my chair put next to some other woman's and your own on my other side.

Do you mind doing that ?' Griggs smiled.
'No,' he said, 'I don't mind.' 'And if I am walking on deck and he joins me, come and walk beside me too.

Will you?
Are you quite sure you don't mind ?' 'Yes.' He was still smiling.

'I'm quite certain that I don't dislike the idea.' 'I wish I were sure of being seasick,' Margaret said thoughtfully.
'It's bad for the voice, but it would be a great resource.' 'As a resource, I shall try to be a good substitute for it,' said Griggs.
Margaret realised what she had said and laughed.
'But it is no laughing matter,' she answered, her face growing grave again after a moment.
Griggs had promised not to ask questions, and he expressed no curiosity.
'As soon as you go below I'll see about the chair,' he said.
'My cabin is on this deck,' Margaret answered.

'I believe I have a tiny little sitting-room, too.