As Monty looked over the eager crowd, he recognized with a peculiar glow that here were represented his best and truest friendships.

The loyalty of these companions had been tested, and he knew that they would stand by him through everything.
There was no little surprise when it was learned that Dan DeMille was ready to sail.

Many of the idle voyagers ventured the opinion that he would try to desert the boat in mid-ocean if he saw a chance to get back to his club on a west-bound steamer.

But DeMille, big, indolent, and indifferent, smiled carelessly, and hoped he wouldn't bother anybody if he "stuck to the ship" until the end.
For a time the sea and the sky and the talk of the crowd were enough for the joy of living.

But after a few peaceful days there was a lull, and it was then that Monty gained the nickname of Aladdin, which clung to him.