The woman with him is not Marian, but some girl whom he has picked up to represent her--his wife perhaps, or something worse.

I was very ill on the passage out, and only discovered the trick at the last.

Since then I have traced the scoundrel to his quarters, and have had an interview with him--rather a stormy one, as you may suppose.

But the long and short of it is that he defies me.

He tells me that my wife is in England, and safe, but will admit no more.