At dinner, he and Grace had agreed that she had either renounced them entirely, or had been compelled to avoid him in particular.

Veath was less concerned.

He was thinking of another woman.
Hugh and Grace again stole away for a few moments of seclusion on deck.
They found chairs and sat down, neither very talkative.
"Oh, Hugh, just think where we are," she murmured at last.

"Thousands of miles from home, and no one the wiser save ourselves.

Chicago is on the other side of the world." "Are you sorry you came, dear ?" "I am glad.