"Is this the way to treat an old friend?" he demanded. "Are you aware that I sat for hours, last night...."
She laid a warning finger on his sleeve.
"We must not run any risk," she said, in a low tone. "No one must suspect that we know each other."
His face brightened. She had accepted the term "old friend," without appearing surprised by it.
"Was that the reason?"
She nodded.
"You wanted to come?"
Another nod.
Dan breathed a long sigh of happiness.
"That makes it all right," he said. "I forgive you. And after you're ashore I may come to see you?"