"Now, look here! I'll tell you all about it." She carefully selected the most comfortable chair, and sitting down, lightly crossed her hands in her lap.

"Well, I left here on the 13th of last January on the ship Argo, calculating that your husband would join the ship just inside the Heads.
That was our arrangement, but if anything happened to prevent him, he was to join me in Acapulco.

Well! He didn't come aboard, and we sailed without him.

But it appears now he did attempt to join the ship, but his boat was capsized.

There, now, don't be alarmed! he wasn't drowned, as Patterson can swear to--no, catch HIM! not a hair of him was hurt; but I--I was bundled off to the end of the earth in Mexico, alone, without a cent to bless me.