"They don't seem to be meeting with much success, do they?" he casually remarked.
"Seems not," was the quiet reply.
"Perhaps they are not searching in the right place. They may be all astray, and the girl is not drowned after all."
"What makes ye think that?" the captain somewhat anxiously asked.
"Oh, certain things have made me come to the conclusion that the girl did not drown herself. It would be a most unlikely thing for Miss Randall to do. She is not that kind."
"H'm, that's no reason," the captain retorted. "Ye never know these days what notions gals'll take."
"I believe you are right," and the young man smiled. "They do take queer notions at times, as was proven by the list of articles you tried to buy in the store just a few minutes ago."
"Hey, what's that yer sayin'?" the c
