Perhaps he was already in love, and was releasing those helpless little signs which a woman understands, and which a man thinks he conceals impenetrably.

The _Queen_ was leaving Port Said and she was leaning on the rail beside the big Indianian.
"Why are you going out to be a missionary ?" he suddenly asked.

Then he flushed painfully, remembering when too late that he had sworn to Hugh that he would not speak to her of the matter.

"I beg your pardon," he hurried on; "I promised--that is, I should not have asked you that question.

I forgot, hang my stupidity." "Mr.Veath, I am not going out to be a missionary.