He felt again that Sacia was right and he had been guided towards this ship by Aphrodite.
He then stepped on board the ship and saw some of the passengers walking about the deck.
He realised they were people of a good class and bore no relation to the noisy rampageous youths they had travelled with yesterday.
He sought out the Purser who was a middle-aged man in uniform and he looked somewhat harassed.
“Will you tell me where you are going,” the Prince asked him, “and if you have any accommodation vacant?”
He spoke English well with a faint foreign accent.
The Purser, who had not looked at him when he had stood outside his Office, turned round slowly as if he was bored by the question.
Seeing that the Prince was obviously a gentleman of distinction, he replied more politely than he
