“Now, that is very nicely said, Mr. Morris, and you make me feel almost sorry, for having spoken to you as I did. Still, if you really want to find out something about me, I shall tell you some one whom you can ask, and who will doubtless answer you.”
“Who is that? The captain?”
“No. It is the same person to whom I should go if I wished to have information of you—the blonde young lady.”
“Do you mean to say you know her?” asked the astonished young man.
“I said nothing of the sort.”
“Well, do you know her?”
“No, I do not.”
“Do you know her name?”
“No, I do not even know her name.”
“Have you ever met her before you came on board this ship?”