ncement
that while Miss Claxon was taking up the collection, Mr. Ewins, of
Boston, would sing one of the student songs of Cambridge--no!
Harvard--University; the music being his own.

Everyone wanted to make some joke or some compliment to Clementina about
the cap which grew momently heavier under the sovereigns and half
sovereigns, half crowns and half dollars, shillings, quarters, greenbacks
and every fraction of English and American silver; and the actor who had
given the imitations, made bold, as he said, to ask his lordship if the
audience might not hope, before they dispersed, for something more from
Miss Claxon. He was sure she could do something more; he for one would be
glad of anything; and Clementina turned from putting her cap into Mrs.
Milray's lap, to find Lord Lioncourt bowing at her elbow, and offering
her his arm to lead her to the spot where she had stood in dancing.

The joy of her triumph went to her head; she wished to retrieve herself
from any shadow of defeat.

She stood panting a moment, and then, if she had had the professional
instinct, she would have given her admirers the surprise of something
altogether different from what had pleased them before. That was what the
actor would have done, but Clementina thought of how her dance had been
brought to an untimely close by the rolling of the ship; she burned to do
it all as she knew it, no matter how the sea behaved, and in another
moment she struck into it again. This time the sea behaved perfectly, and
the dance ended with just the swoop and swirl she had meant it to have at
first. The spectators went generously wild over her; they cheered and
clapped her, and crowded upon her to tell how lovely it was; but she
escaped from them, and ran back to the place where she had left Mrs.
Milray. She was not there, and Clementina's cap full of alms lay
abandoned on the chair. Lord Lioncourt said he would take charge of the
money, if she would lend him her cap to carry it in to the purser, and
she made her way into the saloon. In a distant corner she saw Mrs. Milray
with Mr. Ewins.

She advanced in a vague dismay toward them, and as she came near Mrs.
Milray said to Mr. Ewins, "I don't like this place. Let's go over
yonder." She rose and rushed him to the other end of the saloon.

Lord Lioncourt came in looking about. "Ah, have you found her?" he asked,
gayly. "There were twenty pounds in your cap, and two hundred dollars."

"Yes," said Clementina, "