CHAPTER XXX.
HUSBAND AND WIFE The Italian was glaring out of a window when they entered the room.
He turned instantly, with a waspish ferocity.
"So, madam." he cried, "not content with deceiving me from the first moment we met, you have left your home in company with your lover!" Margaret looked at Robert beseechingly.

The sailor's face was like granite.

Only his eyes flashed a warning that Capella might have noted were he less blinded by passion.
"Do not attempt to shield yourself by the presence of others!" screamed Capella.

"I know that Miss Layton and her father are here.

That is part of the game you play.