le, and you will soon feel better."

"Yes," she answered, trying hard to control herself from giving way
altogether; "I shall be all right presently."

Motioning to the two native girls to attend her, he closed the cabin
door and went on deck and joined Barradas.

"Manuel," he said, addressing his subordinate for the first time by his
Christian name, whereat the Spaniard's cheeks flushed with pleasure,
"we shall have to hustle along and get things done if we are to get to
sea to-morrow. Poor Mrs. Tracey is not quite herself, as you can see,
and until she is a bit recovered I don't want to worry her about some
matters which must be attended to before we heave up. But meanwhile we
can get to work at other things. Rawlings and the Greek will have to
be confined in the sail-locker--there is nowhere else where we can put
them with any degree of comfort. So turn to some of the hands and get
it made as clean as possible. I am in hopes that we may meet a
man-of-war somewhere in the Solomons; if so I can get rid of them, for
a time at least."

Barradas made a gesture of assent, and at once set to work to fit up
the sail-locker for the reception of the two prisoners. In half an
hour his task was completed, and then Mrs. Tracey came on deck, dressed
in a flowing gown of white muslin, and accompanied by Toea and Pani.

"Here we are, Mr. Barradas," she said with a smile; "where is big Joe?
I must tell him what to do. And where is Mose; and where is the
bridegroom himself?--ah! there he is, and quite nicely dressed, too.
Tell Mr. Barry we are quite ready, please.--Come here, Velo, and
promise me you will be good to my little Pani."

"I promise," said Velo gravely, taking the white woman's hand and
pressing it to his forehead.

Then Barry, calling all hands aft, made Pani and Velo stand side by
side on the after-deck as he read the marriage service, and the simple
ceremony was soon over.

"Ring the bell like blazes!" shouted Barradas as soon as the last words
of the service were uttered, and big Joe and a native sailor raced
together to ring the ship's for'ard bell; then the two six-pounders on
the main-deck were fired by Mose, and the marriage ceremonies of Velo
and his pretty Pani were over.

"Now then, get ashore with your wife, Velo," said Barry laughingly to
the faithful Samoan; "perhaps Mrs. Tracey may come and see you and Pani
this evening."

"Of course I shall, Velo," said Mrs. Tracey, whose dark eyes were