CHAPTER XVI.
CROSS-PURPOSES "Is there anything I can do for you ?" asked Fitzgerald, venturing his head into M.Ferraud's cabin.
"Nothing; to-morrow it will all be gone.

I am always so.

The miserable water!" M.Ferraud drew the blanket under his chin.
"When you are better I should like to ask you some questions." "My friend, you have been very good.

I promise to tell you all when the time comes.

It will interest you." "Breitmann ?" "What makes you think I am interested in Mr.Breitmann ?" Fitzgerald could not exactly tell.