this moment of how flustered she looked. But she recovered her lost ground with a great deal of dexterity."
"By George, I should like to have heard that! I am avenged!"
"Well, so is she," was the answer.
"How is that?"
"You are engaged to me, are you not?"
Before George could make any suitable reply to this bit of humbug, one of the officers of the ship stopped before them.
"Well," he said, "I am afraid we shall not see Liverpool to-night."
"Really. Why?" asked George.
"This haze is settling down into a fog. It will be as thick as pea soup before an hour. I expect there will be a good deal of grumbling among the passengers."
As he walked on, George said to Katherine, "There are two passengers who won't grumble any, will they, my dear?"
"I know one who won't," she answered.
The fog grew thicker and thicker; the vessel slowed down, and finally stopped, sounding every now and then its mournful, timber-shaking whistle.
