"I dare say. You can at least try," smilingly.
The Jewess thanked her good-natured commissioner, and lightly ascended the steps.
"I wish to see Captain Moriz. Is he in?"
"I think so," the man answered after one quick glance at Miriam; "I will inquire."
Miriam waited with growing impatience until the man returned, and was relieved when she heard that the captain was not only there, but would see her.
With wildly beating heart the girl followed her conductor to a large, darkly-furnished room, where, by a table scattered with papers, sat a tall, bronzed seaman.
"I believe you are leaving India to-morrow? Would you mind telling me where you are going?"
"To Africa," a look of surprise crossing his face.
"Are you going to take passengers?"
"That was not my intention."