chapter SixSitting in her cabin waiting, Crisa felt that every minute was an hour, every hour a century.
She was frantic to know what was happening. At the same time she did not dare disobey Mr. Thorpe and leave her cabin.
She had visions of his being arrested for murder and the Captain putting him in irons or whatever happened on board ship.
Then suddenly, striking almost like a bombshell, she realised that if there was gossip and publicity, inevitably there would be journalists.
She had an idea of how sensational the French newspapers would be if they learnt about it and she was sure that it would be impossible to avoid one of the passengers, if not dozens of them, relating with relish to the French press as soon as they docked at Le Havre, what had occurred.
If there was a charge,
