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I understand?" she inquired. Iris was a remarkably healthy young woman. A large banana momentarily engaged her attention. She nodded aft‘ably. “You will stay with relatives until he arrives?” pursued Lady Tozer. The politic skipper for once preferred to answer Lady Tozer. “There is no cause for uneasiness,” he said. “Of course typhoons in the China sea are nasty things While they last, but a ship like the Sirdar is not troubled by them. She will drive through the worst gale she is likely to meet here in less than twelve hours. Besides, I alter the course somewhat as soon as I discover our position with regard to its center.” [Then the commander hurriedly ex- cused himself, and the passengers, saw no more of him that day. Her ladyship dismissed the topic as of no present interest and focused Miss Deane through her eyeglasses. “You will stay with relatives until he arrives ?" pursued Lady 'l‘ozer. "Relatives! “'e have noneâ€"none whom we specially cultivateâ€"that is. I will stop in town a day or two to interview my dressmaker and then go straight to IIelmdale, our place in Yorkshire.” "Surely you have a chaperon?" . “A chaperon! My dear Lady Tozer, did my father impress you as one who Would permit a fussy and stout old [aux-um to make my life miserable?” 'l'la- acidity of the retort lay in the Word "stout." But Iris was not ac- customed to cross examination. Dur- in: a three months’ residence on the island she had learned how to avoid Lady 'l‘ozer. Here it was impossible, and i120 older woman fastened upon her asp-like. Miss iris Deane was a tooth- somo morsel for gossip. Not yet twen- iy~mie. the only daughter of a wealthy liarrmet who owned a fleet of stately sizii,:<-tl;e Sirdar among themâ€"a girl \‘."..'_) had Mon mistress of her father’s house Sim-e her return from Dresden three years agoâ€"young. beautiful, rich -â€"l;ere was a combination for which men thanked a judicious heaven. while “Oh, dear! I hope it will not be- very bad. 18 there no way in which you can avoid it, captain? Will it last long?" The captain smiled. “You are nearer the mark than ptmsihly you imagine, Miss Deane.” he said. "When we took our observations: yesterday there was a very weird lookingr halo around the sun. This morning you may have no- ticed several light squalls and a smooth sea. marked occasionally by strong ripples. 'l‘he harmneter is falling.' rap- tdly, and I expert that as the day wears we will encounter a heavy swell. If the sky looks wild tonight. and es- pecially if we observe a heavy bank of cloud approaching from the northwest. you will see the crockery dancing about the table at dinner. I am afraid you are not a good sailor. Lady Tozer. Are you, Miss Deane?" “Capital! 1 should just love to see a real storm. Now promise me solemnly that you will take me up into the chart house when this typhoon is simply tearing things to pieces.” vc.-:;zw; w}? 'i'wl om". n:~;l§'. Emma“ detairwe‘s Sir Arthur. A war cloud overshadowed the two great (11- visions of the yellow race. He must wait to see how matters‘developcd. but he would not expose {rig to the in- sidious thachery of a Chinese spring. She was confided to the persona) charge of Captain Bus. At each point “Do toll you flnd‘o f9, 8111]! today. But she was annoyed by the assumption that the captain took a mere girl into his confidence and passed over the wife of the ex-ehief justice of Hongkong. “Yes, it is,” said ("aptain Ross, equal- ly curt, and silently thanking the fates that her ladyship was going home for the last time. “Wellâ€"erâ€"I had forgotten,” explain- ed the tactful sailor. “Is 1? true?" Lady Tozer was unusually abrupt today. But she was annoyed by the “Didn’t you? Some one told me this morning. I couldn’t have guessed it, could I?” Miss Iris Deane’s large blue eyes surveyed him with innocent in- difference to strict accuracy. Inch dentally she had obtained the informa- tion from her maid, a nose tilted co- quette, who extracted ship‘s secrets from a youthful Quartermaster. “From Miss Deane. I understood her a moment ago to say that you had told her.” “From whom did you learn that: L3- dy Tozer?" Captain Ross was wary, though somewhat surprised. “Is it true, captain, that we are run- ning into a typhoon?” demanded her ladyship. ness. She had lived too many years in the far east; In Hongkong she was known as the “Mandarin.” IIer powers of merciless inquisition suggested torments long drawn out. The commander of the Sirdar, home- ward bound from Shanghai, knew that he was about to be stretched on the rack when he took his seat at the saloon table. CHAPTER 1- of call the company’s agents would be ADY TOZER adjusted 1191' £010 solicitous for her walfare. The cable’s I rimmed eyeglasses With an telegraphic eye would watch her prog- air of dignified aggressive- ress as that of some princely maiden ness. She had lived too many sailing in royal caravel. This‘ fair 661?” nin smiled. “You are nearer than possibly you imagine, '3," he said. “\Vhen we took ations yesterday there was us,” chimed in Iris. “Did t wlwu you squiuted at the ’ gm's who sat 110111 l ' int the chief stm , 1‘11] near the "um: 11 11111. ale with 3 ”liepo"t yoursel owl saloon tonigl . his subordinate 1 Iris could not help noting his strange behavior. cation of ice in that wayâ€"rather liked it, in fact. Probably ice was suscepti- ble to the fire in Miss Deane’s eyes. Suddenly the passengers still seated experienced a prolonged sinking sensao tion, as it the vessel had been convert- ed into a gigantic lift. They were pressed hard into their chairs, which creaked and tried to swing around on their pivots. As the ship yielded stifliy to the sea a whiff of spray dashed through an open port. “I am sure you will forgive him," she Whispered. “I can’t say why, but the poor fellow was looking so intently at me' that he did not see what he was doing." The girl was tactful. She smiled comprehension at the official and bent over Sir John, now carefully polishing- the back of his skull with a table nap- kin. The ex-chief justice was instantly mollified. He did not mind the appli- “There!” snapped her ladyship. “I knew we should run into a storm. Yet Captain Ross led us to believeâ€" John. take me to my cabin at once.” From the promenade deck the list- less groups watched the rapid advance s - 2.3ss Deane. mirthfnlly radiant. rose. "l’lvaso don't punish the man. Mr. Jams-s," she said sweetly. “It was a s! wr awident. He was taken by sur- priw. In his place I would have amp. live! the whole-dish.” 'l‘ia- vhlef steward smirked. 110 did not know exactly what had happened. Novorllwless, great though Sir John Tozm' might be, the owner’s daughter was greater. “Certainly, miss, certainly,” her agreed, adding confidentially: “It is rather hard on a steward to be sent aft, miss. It makes such a difference in theâ€"erâ€"the little gratuities given: by the passengers.” “Tlmt may be my happy fate,” she answered gayly, "but Lord Ventnor has not asked me.” “Every one says in IIongkong”â€" be- gan her ludyship. “L‘onfonud you, you stupid rascal! “'11::t are you doing?" shouted Sir John. His {HMO nerves at last conveyed the information that something more pro- information that something more pro- nouni-ed than a sudden draft afiect- (uj hi4 scalp; the ice was melting. The incident amused those passen- gvi's who sat near enough to observe it. 1:11: the chief steward, hovering watch- ful hear the captain's table, darted for- ward. ’ale with anger, he hissed: ”Lepoz't yourseit‘ for duty in the sec- )nd saioon tonight.” And he hustled 13>; subordinate away from the judge’s Iris could not help noting his strange behavior. A flash of humor chased away her first angry resentment at Lady 'l‘ozer’s inugtrrogzltory. It had a curious effect upon him. He *azed with fiercely eager eyes at Miss Deane and so far forgot himself as to permit a dish of water ice to rest against Sir John Tozer‘s bald head. “Yes. Is it not true that you are going to marry Lord Ventnor?’ , A passing steward heard the point blank question. or call the company’s agents would be solicitous for her walfare. The cable’s telegraphic eye would watch her prog- ress as that of some princely maiden sailing in royal caravel. This fair, slender, well formed girl-delightfully English in face and figureâ€"with her fresh, clear complexion, limpid blue eyes and shining hair was a personage of some importance. Lady 'l‘ozer knew these things and sighed complacently. "Ah, well,” she resumed. “Parents had different views when I was a girl. But I assume Sir Arthur thinks you should become used to being your own mistress in View of your approaching marriage.” "Myâ€"approaching-marriageI" cried Iris, now genuinely amazed. m In very truth she was thinking of the ice carrying steward and his queer start of surprise at the announcement of her rumored engagement. The man interested her. He looked like a broken c‘own gentleman. Her quick eycs trav- e'od around the saloon to discover his whereabouts. She could not see him. 'l'he chief steward stood near. balanc- ing himself in apparent defiance of the laws of gravitation, for the ship was now pitching and rolling with a mad zeal. For an instant she meant to in- quire what had become of the trans. gressor, but she dismissed the thought at its inception. The matter was too trivial. lutoly m, "ainst a stifl gale.- But the stress of actual combat was better than the eerie sensation of impending dan- ger during the earlier hours. The strong, hearty pufsations of the eu- gines. the regular thrashing of the screw. the steadfast onward plunging of the good ship through racing seas and flying send. were-cheery. confident and inspiring. “You are a credit to the company-â€" quite a sea king’s daughter.” he said. “Doctor, do you talk to all your lady passengers in that way ‘3" “Alas, no! Too often I can only be truthful when I am dumb.” Iris laughed. “If I remain long on this ship I will certainly have my head turned,” she cried. “I receive nothing but compliments from the captain down toâ€"to”-â€"-â€" “The doctor!” “No. You come a good second on the list.” Miss Deane justified her boast that she was an excellent sailor. She smile-1 delighteflly at the ship‘s .01)"- geon when he caught her eye through the many gaps in the tables. She was:. alone. so he joined her. pea ra 1 ice. 11:13 There it was, black. ominous, gigantic. rolling up over the horizon like some monstrous football. Around it the sky deepened into purple, fringed with a wide belt of brick red. She had never seen such a beginning of a gale. From what she had read in books she imagined that only in great deserts were clouds of dust generated. There could not be dust in the dense pail now rushing with giant strides across the trembling sea. Then what was it? Why was it so dark and menacing? And where was desert of stone and sand to compare with this awful ex- panse of‘ water? What a small dot was this great ship on the visibie sur- face! Eat the ocean itself extended away beyond there, reaching out to the infinite. The dot became a mere- speck. nndistinguishable beneath a calestial microscone such as the gods might condescend to use. Iris shivered and aroused herself with a startled laugh. The lively fanfare of the dinner trumpet failed to fill the saloon. By‘ this time the Sirdar was fighting resop And finally, WI‘l‘j‘ did the steward-â€" oh, poor old Sir John! What would have happened if the ice had slid down his neck? Thoroughly comforted by this gleeful hypothesis, Miss Deane seized a favorable opportunity to dart across the starboard side and see it Captain Ross’ "heavy bank 015 cloud in the northwest" had put in an ap- him or anybody else just yet. 01’ coursé staggered ungracefully toward the companionway. Altogether Miss Deane was not wholly pleased with the pre- liminaries of a typhoon, whatever the realities might be. Nature looked disturbed and fitful, and the ship responded to her mood. There was a sense of preparation in the air, of coming ordeal, of restless foreboding. Chains clanked with a noise the girl never noticed before; the tramp of hurrying men on the hurri- cane deck overhead sounded heavy and hollow. There Was a squeaking of Chairs that Was abominable when peo- ple gathered up books and wraps and With a wild swoon all the plates, The crew were busy too. Squads of Lascars raced about, industriously obe- dient to the short shrill whistling of jemadars and quartermasters. Boat lashings were tested and tightened, canvas awnings stretched across the deck forward. ventilator cowls twisted to new angles and hatches clamped down over the wooden gratings that covered the holds. Officers, spotless in White linen, flitted quietly to and fro. When the watch was changed Iris noted that the “chief” appeared in an old blue suit and carried oilskins over his arm as he climbed to the bridge. Long sullen undulations swept noise- lessly past the ship. Once after a steady climb up a rolling hill of water the Sirdar quickly peeked at the suc- ceeding valley, and the prOpeller gave a couple of angry flaps on the surface, while a tremor ran through the stout iron rails on which the girl’s arms rested. Iris stood somewhat apart from the other passengers. The wind had fresh- ened, and her hat was tied closely over her ears. She leaned against the taiI- rail, enjoying the cool breeze after hours of sultry heat. The sky was cioudless yet, but there was a queer tinge of burnished copper in the all pervading sunshine. The sea was cold- 1y blue. The life had gone out of it. It was no longer inviting and translucent. of the gale. There was mourntul spec} ulation upon the Sirdar’s chances of reaching Singapore before the next evening. Iris by degrees learned vthe 8:111. chronicles of the Jackson family. She ? was moved to tears. She remembered 3 thin doctor’s hesitancy and her own ' idle phrase, “a huge coma.” ! “A friend of hers was married, 111133, to the man who is drowned." “Drowned! What man?” “Haven’t you heard, miss? I sup- pose they are keeping it quiet. An English sailor and some natives were swept OR the ship by a sea. One native was saved, but he is an smashed up. The others were never seen again.” Outside the roahng waves pounded upon the iron walls. ers for a time and then essayed the perilous passage to her stateroom. She found her maid and a stewardess there. Both women were weeping. “What is the matter?” she inquired. The stewardess tried to speak. She choked with grief and hastily went out. The maid binbbered an explana- tion. The surgeon had been called away. Iris was the only lady left in the sa- loon. She watched a set of whist play- The stately apartment offered strange contrast to the warring elements with- out. Bright lights. costly ufiholstery. soft carpets. carved panels and gilded cornices. with uniformed attendants passing to and fro carrying coffee and glasscs~these surroundings suggested a floating palace in which the raging' seas were dciieil. Yet forty miles away. somewhere in the furious depths. four corpses swirled about with horrible uncertainty, lurching through battling currents and perchance conveyed by fighting sharks. IIe strugg led back into the outside fury. B y comparison the stmdy cita- del he quittod was paradise on the edge of an inferno. Down in the saloon the hardier pas- sengers were striving to subdue the ennui of an interval before they sought their cabins. Some talked. One hard- ened repmbate strummed the piano. Others played cards. chess. dranghtsâ€" anything that would distract attention. “Still filling!" he muttered. “I will keep on until 7 o’clock and then bear three points to the southward. By midnight we should be behind it.” The captain fought his way to the chart house. He wiped the salt water from his eyes and looked anxiously at the barometer. "Poor Jackson!” he murmured. “One of my best men. I remember seeing his wife, a prettly little woman. and two children coming to meet him last homeward trip. They will be there again. Good God! That Lascar who was saved has some one to await him in a Bombay village, I suppose.” For one tremulous moment the en~ g'ines slowed. The ship commenced to veer off into the path of the cyclone. Captain Ross set his teeth, and the tele- graph bell jangled “Full speed ahead.” An English quartermaster and four Lasears had been licked from off the forecasfle by the greedy tongue of a huge wave. The succeeding surge flung the fiveanen back against the quarter. One of the black sailors was pitched aboard with a fractured leg and other injuries. The others were smashed against the iron hull and disappeared. “Anything else The doctor 1n interested in t1: gundy. “I hard tails yet," he ror er breakfast I V it." “No; just the usual turbed livers. We 11: dent shortly before din “Good gracious! \\'1 “Some Lascars were forward. One man 1 ken.” “Not a bit. The Sirdar is the safest ship afloat. Your father has always pursued a splendid policy in that re- spect. The London and Hongkong company may not possess fast vessels, but they are seaworthy and well found in every respect.” “Are there many peOple m on board?" “Decidedly not.” Then, attex‘a pause: “It is not pleasant to be fastened up in a great iron box, doctor. It reminds one of a huge coffin." The girl’s face must have paled some- what. He added hastily: “There is no danger, you know, but these precau- tions are necessary. You would not like to see several tons of water rush- ing down the saloon stairs; now, would you?” The doctor smiled. She was so charm- ingly insistent! “It is simply impossi- ble,” he said. “The companion doors are bolted. The promenade deck is swept by heavy seas every minute. A boat has been carried away, and sev- eral stanchions snapped off like carâ€" rots. For the first time in your life, Miss Deane, you are battened down.” Shu turned on him impetuously. “In- deed I will. Cam (in Ross promised meâ€" that is, I asked him”â€" “A change, of course,” observed the doctor. “They generally try to avoid It when people are in the saloon, but a typhoon admits or no labored polite- ness. As its center is now right ahead, we are going on t: c starboard tack to get behind it.” “I must hurry U}. and go on deck," said Miss Deane. “You will not be .zhle to go on deck anti} the morning." glasses and cutlery on the saloon t1. bles crashed to starboard. Were it not for the restraint of the fiddles every- thing must have been swept to the floor. There were one or two minor ac- cidents. 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