"He warned me not to go on board the Vispera——"
"The Vispera?" he interrupted. "The owner of the yacht is monsieur the millionaire, is he not?"
I responded in the affirmative.
"And this Monsieur Keppel has invited you to go with others on a cruise to Naples?
"Yes. But how did you know that it was to Naples?" I inquired.
"All yachts sailing from Nice eastward go to Naples," he answered, laughing. "I suppose the programme includes a run to the Greek islands. Constantinople, Smyrna, and Tunis, eh?"
"I think so; but I have not yet heard definitely."
"You have accepted the invitation, I take it?"
I nodded.
"And that, of course, lends colour to the belief that monsieur the millionaire is in love with you, for it is well known that although he has that magnificent yacht he never goes on a pleasure cruise."