And that poor woman, with her two children, hopefully scanning the shipping lists for news of the great steamer, news which, to her, meant only the safety of her husband.

Oh, it was pitiful! Iris would not be undressed.

The maid sniveled a request to be allowed to remain with her mistress.

She would lie on a couch until morning.
Two staterooms had been converted into one to provide Miss Deane with ample accommodation.

There were no bunks, but a cozy bed was screwed to the deck.