"The _Switzerland_ has broken down.

We passed her early to-day.

She is staggering into port with engines partly disabled and she cannot possibly reach New York before to-morrow morning." "Are you quite sure ?" came the eager demand.
"Well, there is nothing so uncertain as the sea but a young friend of mine said that those facts were signaled by wireless, and, to some extent, they governed his own movements.

I myself can assure you that the _Switzerland_ was limping along like a lame duck at 8 A.M.

to-day." "Ah, thank Heaven for that small mercy!" murmured the girl.