"I wonder what it is called." "Limbo." The word came instantly.

The sailor's gaze was again fixed on those distant blue outlines.

Miss Deane was dissatisfied.
"Nonsense!" she exclaimed.

"We are not dead yet.

You must find a better name than that." "Well, suppose we christen it Rainbow Island ?" "Why 'Rainbow' ?" "That is the English meaning of 'Iris,' in Latin, you know." "So it is.