"We certainly couldn't expect Townsend, Carl," said Matt. "He has other matters to occupy his mind, I suppose."
"I shouldn't think he'd be too busy to come down and see his niece off on her voyage," put in Dick. "Still, as you say, mate, he may be——"
Dick suddenly broke off his words. His eyes had been roving over the passengers along the rail.
"Sink me!" he exclaimed, dropping a quick hand on Matt's arm. "Look over there—to the left."
Matt looked, and immediately experienced the same surprise that had laid hold of his chum.
The burly form of Captain Sixty was in plain view, and at the captain's elbow, and talking with him, was Miss Harris!
[CHAPTER IV.]
ACCIDENT OR DESIGN?
Motor Matt took Dick and Carl each by one arm and led them back into the cabin.