"So it's her ye was lookin' fer, was it?"
"Certainly. Didn't I tell you so?"
"No, ye didn't. Ye only asked me if I had a woman on board."
"Oh, well, you understood all right, so you needn't make believe you didn't. You knew I was looking for Miss Randall."
"But she's dead, isn't she?"
"Dead! When did she die?"
"Why, they was searchin' fer her body down river."
Donaster laughed, and reaching out laid his hand upon Eben's arm.
"Say, stop your fooling, will you? Miss Randall's not dead. She ran away, and came on board this boat. Own up now, like a good fellow."
"What did she run away fer?"