"Nothing so refreshes one as to brush one's hair," said he.
"How ill I look," she exclaimed. "How could you have recognised me so instantly?" and she lifted her eyes, full of caress, to his face.
"Will you be strong enough to get into that bunk unhelped?" he asked.
It was a low-seated bunk, and she looked at it and answered, "Yes."
"Then I will leave you," said he, and he walked out hurriedly, and shut the door behind him.
He went on deck to see how the captain was dealing with his ship and found the vessel sailing along, with her yards properly swung and everything right. The boat from which the people had been received was visible at the tail of the ship's wake. The captain had sent her adrift, which was sane or not in him, just as you think proper. The sailors were coiling down and otherwise busy; the four men had been taken into the forecastle, where they were eating and drinking and yarning to a few of the watch below about the burning of the Indiaman Glamis Castle. The moment Captain Layard saw Hardy he called him.
"Who is the lady?" he asked.
"Miss Julia Armstrong, the daughter of a retired commander in the Royal Navy," was the reply.
"Where have you lodged her?"
"In my cabin for the present, sir, till I receive your orders to get another one ready for her."