You are fortunate; I always sit up the first night to make sure the enemy doesn't lay hold of me in my sleep." He tossed his book aside, had brandy and soda brought and offered Claiborne a cigar.
"This is not the most fortunate season for crossing; I am sure to fall to-morrow.

My father and mother hate the sea particularly and have retired for three days.

My sister is the only one of us who is perfectly immune." "Yes; I can well image Miss Claiborne in the good graces of the elements," replied Armitage; and they were silent for several minutes while a big Russian, who was talking politics in a distant corner with a very small and solemn German, boomed out his views on the Eastern question in a tremendous bass.
Dick Claiborne was a good deal amused at finding himself sitting beside Armitage,--enjoying, indeed, his fellow traveler's hospitality; but Armitage, he was forced to admit, bore all the marks of a gentleman.

He had, to be sure, followed Shirley about, but even the young man's manner in this was hardly a matter at which he could cavil.

And there was something altogether likable in Armitage; his very composure was attractive to Claiborne; and the bold lines of his figure were not wasted on the young officer.