So Iris contented herself with meek agreement.
"I shall be delighted to come at any time.

I have often read about the Southern Cross, yet three short weeks ago I little thought----" "You reely didn't think about it at all," broke in Coke.

"If you 'ad, you'd 'ave known you couldn't cross the line without seein' it." Here was another perplexing element in the skipper's conduct.

That Iris was a stowaway was forgotten.

She was treated with the attention and ceremony due to the owner's niece.