Still she was a woman of quick wit; once recovered from her first surprise at thus encountering me, neither by word or look would she ever betray her knowledge.

If I could only plan to meet with her first alone, the peril of her recognition would not be extreme.
But I must also figure upon the other woman.

Who could she be?
Not Eloise Beaucaire surely, for the mate had only mentioned one of the two as being sufficiently white to be noticeable.

That one would surely be Rene, and it was scarcely probable that Eloise, with no drop of negro blood in her veins, could appear colored.

Perhaps this second woman was Delia, the quadroon mother.