He presented a folded bit of paper, snapping it on the back with a finger.
A still deeper flush spread over the young officer's telltale face.
He opened and read: "If you care to aid a woman who is in trouble, come to me at room 19 when you can." "When did you receive this ?" he demanded.

"By God!" he added, to himself, "she did it, too!" "Within the moment.

Her maid brought it." "You didn't have this before you came on board--but of course, that wasn't possible." Dunwody looked at him keenly.

"You have just heard me," he said.
"No, I don't deny there are some things here which I can't understand.

You are covering up something, my dear Captain, of course, but just what I do not know.