We can put you ashore there by losing half a day." The girl had been ill, wracked in body and distraught in mind, with the added horror of knowing that rats were scampering over the deck close to her in the noisy darkness, but she summoned a half laugh at his words.
"You are still saying the wrong thing, Mr.Hozier," she murmured.

"The _Andromeda_ will not put into Queenstown.

From this hour I become a passenger, not a stowaway.

My uncle knows now that I am here.

Thank you, you need not hold me any longer.