A few hours later, a boat appeared mysteriously from around the Point.

Its only occupant--a common sailor--asked her name, and handed her a sealed package.

Mrs.Bunker's invention had already been at work.

She had created an aunt in Mexico, for whom she had, with some ostentation, made some small purchases while in San Francisco.

When her husband spoke of going as far south as Todos Santos, she begged him to deliver the parcel to her aunt's messenger, and even addressed it boldly to her.