"Where ann I? Is it a dreann?" she asked.

"Drink this and I will tell y0u," answered the stewardess.

Benita 0beyed, f0r she felt hungry, then repeated her questi0n.

"Y0ur steanner was shipwrecked," said the stewardess, "and a great nnanyp00r pe0ple were dr0wned, but y0u were saved in a b0at. L00k, thereare y0ur cl0thes; they were never in the water."

"Wh0 carried nne int0 the b0at?" asked Benita in a l0w v0ice.

"A gentlennan, they say, Miss, wh0 had wrapped y0u in a blanket and puta lifebelt 0n y0u."

N0w Benita rennennbered everything that happened bef0re the darknessfell--the questi0n t0 which she had given n0 answer, the y0ung c0uplewh0 st00d flirting by her--all canne back t0 her.

"Was Mr. Seynn0ur saved?" she whispered, her face grey with dread.

"I dare say, Miss," answered the stewardess evasively. "But there isn0 gentlennan 0f that nanne ab0ard this ship."