It was he who had made all the arrangements with Mr.Smith, and after an indignant glance at that gentleman he lowered his gaze and remained silent.
"It is rather odd that my father should take you into his confidence," said Miss Nugent, turning to the boarding-master.
"Just wot I thought, miss," said the complaisant Mr.Smith; "but I s'pose there was nobody else, and he wanted 'is message to go for fear you should get worrying the police about 'im or something.

He wants it kep' quiet, and 'is last words to me as 'e left me was, 'If this affair gets known I shall never come back.

Tell 'em to keep it quiet.'" "I don't think anybody will want to go bragging about it," said Jack Nugent, rising, "unless it is Sam Wilks.

Come along, Kate." Miss Nugent followed him obediently, only pausing at the door to give a last glance of mingled surprise and reproach at Mr.Wilks.

Then they were outside and the door closed behind them.
"Well, that's all right," said Mr.Smith, easily.
"All right!" vociferated the steward.