20 HARK FORRARD! 



CHAPTER III 



' VIDI ' 



The next day was simply perfection — not a 

 ripple on the water. In fact, it was literally 

 as calm as the proverbial millpond. Reggie 

 Miller was lazily reclining in his deck chair 

 abaft the funnel, when a steward appeared on 

 the scene carrying a chair and cushions. This 

 he proceeded to arrange in a cosy little nook, 

 having done which he went below. 



'• I wonder who that is for ? ' said Reggie to 

 himself. He was not kept long in suspense, as 

 in a few minutes the steward reappeared with 

 a lady leaning on his arm. She walked as 

 though it were a great effort, and sank down 

 among the cushions as if she could not have 

 gone another step. The steward having 



