Her attitude acknowledged defeat.

She was despairingly certain that she would never see the last of the box which she believed to contain Reginald Maltravers.
Cleggett did not hesitate an instant.

"Lady Agatha," he said, "the Jasper B.is at your service as long as you may require the ship.

The cabin is your home until we arrive at a solution of your difficulties." His glance and manner added what his tongue left unuttered--that the commander of the ship was henceforth her devoted cavalier.

But she understood.
She extended her hand.