But isn't it awful to consider how far we are from everybody we know?
We might just as well be dead, Hugh." She was very solemn and wide-eyed.
"I am afraid you are losing heart," he said disconsolately.
"Why, Hugh Ridgeway--Ridge, I mean,--how can I afford to lose heart now?
Don't ever say that to me again." "Yes; we are a long way from home, dear," mused he after a while.
"How far are we from Manila ?" she asked suddenly.
"A million miles, judging by the way time goes.

We'll be there in twenty days, the captain says." "What do you suppose Mr.Veath will say when he hears of our marriage ?" This question was propounded after a longer interval of silence than usual.
"Why should we care what Mr.Veath says?
If he doesn't approve, let him go to--" but Hugh checked his fiery speech as abruptly as he began it.
"He will be awfully shocked to learn how we have deceived him," she went on, as if he had not spoken.
"Well, do you care ?" demanded Hugh.
"Yes, I care," she cried.

"I shall be very sorry if he loses the good opinion he may have formed.

He is the kind of a man who would not understand such an affair as this." "But, then, we are not obliged to tell him.

We can get married and leave Manila at once without ever seeing him again.