The Marquis in his wheelchair was lifted on board the steamer with Jean pushing and the Courier pulling the chair.
The Marquis was wearing an overcoat, the collar of which he pulled up over his chin and his hat came down to cover his face.
Norina followed discreetly behind.
She thought that none of the passengers there were in the least curious about an elderly man in a wheelchair.
All they were concerned with was hurrying aboard and taking the best seats.
She was delighted to find that she had a small, quite comfortable cabin to herself.
The Marquis was next door, and there was only one other private cabin on the steamer.
There was a strong wind, and the sea was choppy even before they left the harbour.
Norina was not certain whether or not she would be a good sailor. She decided
