A CONFUSION IN CHATTELS Their conversation was brought to an end by sounds of hurrying feet upon the decks above them.

The hoarse boom of the steamer's whistle indicated an intended landing.

A swift thought of possible escape came to the mind of Josephine St.Auban.

When Dunwody turned in his troubled pacing up and down the narrow floor of the cabin, he found himself alone.
"Jeanne!" cried she, running from the stair to the door of her state-room.

"Hurry! Quick, get your valises! We'll leave the boat here, at once!" Escape, in some fashion, to some place, at once, that was her sole thought in the panic which assailed her.
But when presently, as the boat drew in along the dock, she made ready to go ashore and hurriedly sought a servant to take care of the luggage, it was the captain of the _Mount Vernon_ himself who came to meet her.
"I am sorry, Madam," he began, his cap in hand, "but your passage was booked farther down the river than this point.