place he prefers at the table which is not already taken. You have Room 18."
"That was what I bought at Liverpool."
"Well, I see you have the room to yourself, and I hope you will find it comfortable. Have you ever crossed with us before, sir? I seem to recollect your face."
"I have never been in America."
"Ah! I see so many faces, of course, that I sometimes fancy I know a man when I don't. Well, I hope you will have a pleasant voyage, sir."
"Thank you."
No. 18 was not a popular passenger. People seemed instinctively to shrink from him, although it must be admitted that he made no advances. All went well until the Gibrontus was about half way over. One forenoon the chief officer entered the captain's room with a pale face, and, shutting the door after him, said:
"I am very sorry to have to report, sir, that one of the passengers has fallen into the hold."
"Good Heavens!" cried the captain. "Is he hurt?"
"He is killed, sir."
The captain stared aghast at his subordinate.
"How did it happen? I gave the strictest orders that those places were on no account to be left unguarded."
