The wind is keen here, Miss Deane." [Illustration: HE WAS SO BUSY THAT HE PAID LITTLE HEED TO IRIS, BUT THE ODOR OF FRIED HAM WAS WAFTED TO HIM] She knew that he purposely misunderstood her gesture.

His attitude conveyed a rebuke.

There was no further room for sentiment in their present existence; they had to deal with chill necessities.

As for the sailor, he was glad that the chance turn of their conversation enabled him to warn her against the lurking dangers of the lagoon.

There was no need to mention the devil-fish now; he must spare her all avoidable thrills.
They gathered the stores from the first _al fresco_ dining-room and reached the cave without incident.