" "That's a
large order," he answered, "but I'll try."
They talked for an hour or more; neither, in fact, took an exact account
of the time. Suddenly they looked up to see a dark-faced,
correct-looking servant standing before them.
"The luncheon gong has gone, your Grace," he said. "Shall I take the
rugs?"
They made their way into the saloon together. Virginia looked up at him
curiously.
"You said that your name was Mildmay," she remarked. "What did your
servant mean by calling you 'your Grace'?"
He laughed.
"Oh! I haven't had the fellow very long," he said, "and he came straight
to me from some Italian duke, or nobleman of some sort. I suppose he
hasn't got out of the habit yet. I wonder whether I can arrange to come
and sit at your table. The purser seems rather a decent fellow."
"I haven't been in the saloon at all yet," Virginia said, "but it would
be very nice if you could sit somewhere near me."
Mr. Mildmay found it an easy matter to arrange. His seat at the
captain's table was exchanged for one at the purser's, and the two were
side by side. Then Virginia, looking around, received a little shock.
She heard her name spoken across the table, and, looking up, found that
she was exactly opposite Mr.
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