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 him. So there we were! And inside an hour Jim was locked up in his state-room under arrest with orders from the Captain to let him talk to nobody. So everything ’s over!”

She looked at him helplessly.

“It is tough!” answered Micky with sympathy.

“The hardest part of it all is being kept away from Jim!—I don’t know why Captain Ponsonby won’t let me go to him—I ’m all alone,—no one to speak to—!”

“Look here!” said Micky. “You ’d better go down now. I ’ll see what I can do. You can’t tell. Perhaps everything will come out all right even yet. No one would want to punish him—unless it were the bank.”

“Except the bank!” sighed the girl.

Micky opened the door. The rain had almost ceased, but the night was as thick as ever. He assisted her down the ladder and to her state-room. On the opposite side of the narrow passage one of the older stewards stood on guard at Bennett’s door. He grinned sheepishly at Micky.

“Jim!” called the girl. “Jim.”