"I look to you for that."
"He's too careful. I leave you to try your hand."
"Let me go in to breakfast. There's nothing like a full stomach to suggest ideas."
So the two went to the breakfast table, and Graham, in spite of his disappointment, managed to eat a hearty meal.
An hour later Mr. Waterbury and Tom were standing on deck, conversing with Jennie Watson and her mother, when Graham and Vincent approached arm in arm. As soon as they were within hearing distance Mr. Waterbury purposely remarked, "By the way, Mrs. Watson, I met with a loss last night."
"Indeed!" returned the lady.
Graham was about to push on, not wishing Vincent to hear the disclosure, as it might awaken his suspicions; but the latter's curiosity was aroused.
"Wait, Graham," he said; and Graham, against his will, was compelled to slacken his pace.
"A man entered my stateroom during the night, and stole a wallet from my coat pocket."
Graham changed color a little, and Vincent seemed amazed.