I must go back to my father.
Ah, I ought to explain.

I am the Senhora De Sylva, Dom Corria's daughter." "Are you really, mum,--miss ?" exclaimed Watts, highly interested.

"'Ow in the world did ye manage to come up from the coast?
Accordin' to all accounts----" "Yes, what were you going to say ?" for the man hesitated.
"Well, some of our chaps will 'ave it that we're runnin' close-hauled on a lee shore." Carmela knit her brows.

The Watts idioms were not those of her governess.
"We had no great difficulty in passing through Dom Barraca's lines, if that is what you mean," she said.

"Mr.Verity and Mr.Bulmer had obtained special permits, but in my case----" "Mr.'oo, did you say, miss ?" demanded Watts, whose lower jaw actually dropped from sheer amazement.
"Mr.Verity, the owner of the _Andromeda_.