"Good morning, ladies!" said a voice close at hand. "Good morning, Mr. Steell."
All looked up. A tall, elderly man with white hair, distinguished looking and fashionably dressed, had stopped.
"Why, it's Mr. Parker!" exclaimed Helen holding out her hand. "You came to see Kenneth off?"
"Yes—where is he?"
"In his stateroom—attending to his baggage. He'll be here directly."
"I must see him at once."
"Anything important?"
"Very important, indeed," replied the newcomer.
Helen jumped up, all flushed from excitement.
"Please tell me what it is?" she exclaimed.