"Seit jenem Tage wo ich zum ersten Male in deinen schönen Augen geblickt habe, habe ich dich grenzenlos geliebt."
"I'm sorry I can understand nothing but English," I say, turning to see if I can catch a glimpse of Mrs. Steele.
"Señorita!"
The Peruvian holds my finger tips fast to the rail with a hand that trembles a little.
"Señorita, I must gif you anodther proof dthat I am not Jherman, and am unlike your—how you say—practical countrymen. I haf know you two days, yust so long haf I loaf you, and being Peruvian, I must die if I tell you not."
"Blanche, where are you?" It is Mrs. Steele's voice, and I call out:
"Do come here, the jelly fish are simply resplendent on this side."
The Peruvian moves out of range of recognition, into the darkness beyond, while Mrs. Steele joins me on the other side.
"Where is Baron de Bach? I thought he was with you."
"So he was, but he's just gone daft—I mean aft."