“My precious darling, I have so much to teach you.”
“There is so – much I want to learn,” Bertilla replied. “Please – please – make me do all the things you – want and which will make – you happy.”
He kissed her with a passion that left her breathless and pulsating in his arms.
“I have a suggestion to make,” he said at length,
“What is that?” she asked.
“You are officially in mourning, my sweet little love, and even though I think it would be hypocritical for you to mourn your aunt, if we are married immediately in Singapore it might make people think you are somewhat heartless.”
Bertilla looked at him apprehensively as he went on,
“I am therefore going to suggest, if you will agree, that we be married by the Captain of the gunboat which brought me here yesterday.”
He saw the excit
