"Yes. How did you learn that?"
"Mr. Marsh pointed it out. He said she came up on the same ship with you."
"That is true."
"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you write me that she was with you in Seattle?"
"I don't know; I didn't think of it." She regarded him coolly.
"Has anybody discovered who or what she is?"
"Why are you so curious about her?"
Mildred shrugged her shoulders. "Your discussion with Willis Marsh that night at our house interested me very much. I thought I would ask Mr. Marsh to bring her around when we went ashore. It would be rather amusing. She wouldn't come out to the yacht and return my call, would she?" Boyd smiled at her frank concern at this possibility.
"You don't know the kind of girl she is," he said. "She isn't at all what you think; I don't believe you would be able to meet her in the way you suggest."
"Indeed!" Mildred arched her brows. "Why?"