"You called me Mr.Veath a moment ago.

It may be of no consequence to you, yet I should like to tell you that my name is Ridge--Hugh Ridge." "It is my place to beg forgiveness.

But I understood your name was Veath, and that you were--were"-- here she smiled tantalizingly--"in love with the beautiful American, Miss Ridge." "The dev--dick--I mean, the mischief you did! Well, of all the fool conclusions I've ever heard, that is the worst.

In love with my sister! Ho, ho!" He laughed rather too boisterously.
"But there is a Mr.Veath on board, is there not ?--a friend ?" "A Mr.Henry Veath going into the American Revenue Service at Manila." "How stupid of me! However, I am positive that I was told it was Mr.
Veath who was in love with Miss Ridge." "But he isn't," hastily cried Hugh, turning hot and cold by turns.

"He's just a friend.