"I know I did, an' I'm of the same opinion still. I'm not satisfied
while them fellers are out draggin' the river fer yer body."

At these words a startled look came into the girl's eyes, and she
dropped her fork upon her plate.

"Dragging the river for my body!" she gasped.

"Sure, thar are several boats not fer from here now, an' the men in 'em
seem mighty excited. It does seem a pity fer 'em to be doin' sich a
thing while you are safe an' sound in this cabin. Thar's something
uncanny about it, which is not at all to my likin'. Don't ye think I'd
better holler out, an' tell 'em that you're all right?"

"No, no," the girl protested, rising to her feet. "Don't say a word.
If they think I'm drowned, all the better. That's just what I want
them to think."

"Good Lord!" The captain stared in amazement at the agitated girl.
"What am I to do, then? I can't stay here an' see them poor fellers
doin' sich a useless job. An' besides, they must be about
heart-broken."

"Indeed they're not," the girl emphatically declared. "If they are the
ones I believe they are, you needn't worry about them, for they have no
hearts to break. I must have a peek at them."

"Be careful, if ye don't want to be seen, Miss," the captain warned, as
the girl stood, on one of the steps and cautiously peered out. She was
instantly down again, her face very white.