The other did not speak. He simply fixed his eyes on Faversham's face and waited.
CHAPTER III
The Shipwreck
For a moment Dick was strongly tempted to tell his companion about the wireless he had received. But something, he could not tell what, seemed to forbid him. In spite of the fact that he had spent a good deal of time with Count Romanoff he had given him no confidences. There was something in his presence, in spite of his fascination, that did not inspire confidence.
"By the way," ventured Dick, after an awkward silence, "I have often been on the point of asking you, but it felt like a liberty. Are you in any way connected with the great Russian family of your name?"
The Count hesitated before replying. "I do not often speak of it," he told him presently, "but I come of a Royal Family."
"The Romanoffs of Russia?"
The Count smiled.