Then she laughed nervously and made all haste to get on deck.

She was one of the few women who dress quickly and yet look well.

Attired in a becoming gown, a jaunty cap, checked raincoat and rough brown gloves, she ventured forth expecting to find Hugh waiting for her.

At the same time she was thanking her lucky stars that no longer need she fear the authorities.
Slightly dismayed and a little bewildered, she looked to the right and left, trying to remember which stateroom Hugh occupied.

The left, she concluded, and forthwith applied her pretty knuckles to the panel; vigorously.