"She did, for one; and I happen to be a relative of hers, which is an additional reason why I should not permit any one to mislead her."
"How long have you been a relative?"
"Ever since I was born, of course."
"Of course you are lying."
"I am not recognized as a relative; but no matter for that. I feel just as much interest in her as though she was my own sister."
"I am going on board of the boat now," said Mr. Waterford, gathering himself up.
"So am I."
"No, you are not—on board of my boat. There comes the Florina," he added, pointing to Mr. Whippleton's yacht, which was coming down the lagoon before the wind. "You had better hail her."
"I shall not. My present business is to take care of Miss Collingsby. When she is safe, I have business with Mr. Whippleton."
"I tell you once for all, that you shall not put your foot on board the Marian again."