"No, there was only one. Who is he? What is he?"
"I don't know," replied Lilith, affecting ignorance no longer.
"You don't know? After three weeks on board ship together? Three whole weeks of ship life, and you have the face to tell me you don't know anything about him. After the way in which you said good-bye to each other, too? Oh, I saw."
"Well, I don't know."
"Or care?"
"Chaff away, if it's any fun to you," answered Lilith quite serenely, as the trio rippled into peals of laughter.
"I liked the man, liked to talk to him on board—you are welcome to the admission—but all I know is that he is going to Johannesburg. We may never see each other again."
"These English Johnnies who come out here, and whom one knows nothing about, are now and again slippery fish," gruffly spoke the brown-faced one. "Watch it, Lilith."
"I thought this one looked as if he might be interesting," said another of the blue-eyed girls. "Pity he wasn't staying a day or two. We might have got him out to the house and seen what he was made of."