Chapter ThreeFor the next two days the yacht steamed slowly and comfortably through the Gulf of Mexico.
The weather, however, began to grow rough and the Captain had to set course for the shore.
They stopped for the night at a small unknown bay and, using his own initiative, Captain Bennett then moved on the next morning before breakfast.
Mrs. Carswright had appeared at mealtimes and otherwise she either rested in her cabin or else was helped onto a long chair on deck that supported her feet.
When Orina and she had luncheon together yesterday, she had very little to say.
After a long silence at dinner, which was earlier than usual, Orina asked her,
“Are you quite well? I had not noticed before, but you do look a little pale to me.”
“I am quite all right, my dear,” Mrs. Carswright re
