health and an equable disposition. Her lips were prettily curved, and the oval face, framed in a cluster of brown hair, was poised on a perfectly molded neck.
She owned shapely arms; he had already had occasion to admire her hands; a small, neatly-shod foot was visible under the lowest rail as the girl leaned on her elbows in an attitude of unstudied grace.
Altogether, Mr. Maseden liked the looks of Mrs. Maseden!
He was beginning to revel in sentiment when the edifice of seemingly substantial fact so swiftly constructed by a fertile imagination was dissipated into space by hearing a voice- the voice, he was sure-coming from some unseen part of the upper deck.
“Ah! There you are, Nina!” it said. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere! How long have you been here?”
Nina! So this
