"There, there, don't tremble so, my child; it's
all right, and everybody is safe enough."

He led her into the cabin, quickly flooded it with electric light, and,
summoning a boy, sent him for Mrs. Jordan, who soon appeared. Briefly
mentioning that his daughter had a slight chill and he would leave her
to look after the child, he started off. Hope was scarcely tucked up
again when her sister came in, looking rather conscious, and blushing a
little.

"Are you ill, dear?" she cried. "Papa said you had a nightmare and a
chill. He is quite upset, and a little cross."

"Oh, where have you been?" returned Hope reproachfully. "I was so
frightened when I found you gone."

"Gone? Why, I haven't been in, yet. You went to bed so early, Hope!
It's only about half-past ten. I've been walking the deck--it's a
lovely night, as soft and warm as can be."

"With Dwight?" asked Hope languidly, for in Martha Jordan's practised
hands she was growing warm and drowsy again.

"N-no, not Dwight," answered Faith hesitantly. "I'll tell you about it
soon. Here comes papa."

She opened the door into his cabin, and gave a cry of horrified
surprise. "Oh, oh! how did it happen?"

"What?" shrieked Hope, all nerves again.

"There! Be quiet now," said her father, and entered quickly, carrying
a limp little bundle of fawn and white.

"Hafiz! It's Hafiz! What has happened? Is he dead?"

"I'm afraid he is. Your Lascars turned out to be our Mohammedans, Huri
and his brother, two as faithful creatures as I have on board. It
seems Hafiz, for some reason, found himself weary of first-cabin
passage, so made his way into the fo'castle, where a dog belonging to
one of the men took after him, and hurt him badly. Huri found him and
saw he must be finished, but hated to do it, and, with his brother, was
discussing the matter while looking for you girls. Faith, where have
you been this last hour or so?"

The girl's eyes were flooded with tears for her lost pet, and
involuntarily his face softened as he turned to her. She flushed a
little, but answered at once, "On the upper deck, sir."

"Ah! that was you then? I saw the couple promenading there. Well,
well, you'd better keep with your sister after this, and look after
your own passengers," with a glance at the dead cat, "instead of mine,
eh? Now, now, Hope, don't cry so!" for, quite worn out by all this
excitement, the girl was sobbing in a somewhat hysterical manner.

"Yes, tha