“Captain Anderson says we shall be here until evening,” she said, “so we shall have plenty of time for our trip ashore. He says we may go in the first boat, so you girls had better run along to your cabin and get ready. Mr. Stanley will entertain me until you return.”
Shirley and Mabel hurried away, and Dick and Mrs. Sebastian stood together looking across the water at the shore, which was drawing closer rapidly.
“Where are you going when you get ashore?” asked Dick abruptly.
“Why, I am going to call upon a friend,” was the smiling reply.
“Then you have been here before?” questioned Dick.
“Many times.”
“Mrs. Sebastian,” said Dick quietly, “are you a Mexican?”
The woman started back in surprise.
“Why, no,” she replied at last. “I was born in Spain. Why do you ask?”
“I just wondered,” was Dick’s evasive answer. “By the way, I suppose it is perfectly peaceful here now?”