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He found himself wondering what she would say
if he were to suddenly announce that he was the Prince of Graustark.
The thought tickled his fancy, accounting, no doubt, for the even
deeper bow that he gave her.
"They can't be very far away," he observed quite meekly. "Oh, I say,
steward! One moment, here." A deck steward approached with alacrity.
"What has become of Miss Guile's chair?"
The man touched his cap and beamed joyously upon the fair young lady.
"Ach! See how I have forgot! It is here! The best place on the deck--
on any deck. See! Two--side by side,--above the door, away from the
draft--see, in the corner, ha, ha! Yes! Two by side. The very best.
Miss Guile complains of the draft from the door. I exchanged the
chairs. See! But I forgot to speak. Yes! See!"
And, sure enough, there were the chairs of Miss Guile and her
companion snugly stowed away in the corner, standing at right angles
to the long row that lined the deck, the foot rests pointed directly
at the chair R. Schmidt had just vacated, not more than a yard and a
half away.


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