She loved him, he was sure; his love for her was at once a torment and an excruciating bliss, and both of these wearing sensations sadly detracted from the efficiency of the officer of the watch.

So our distracted Philip pulled himself up sharply, paced back and forth between port and starboard, and surveyed ship, binnacle, and horizon with alert vigilance.
On the fore-deck groups of sailors and firemen belonging to both vessels were fraternizing.

There could be little room for speculation as to the subject of their broken talk.

It was of De Sylva, of Brazil's new dictator, of the gold he would control when he became President again.

The slow-moving Teutonic mind was beginning to assimilate the notion that there was money in this escapade.