no, sir.”
“Never anything suspicious of any kind?”
“And what do I mean by that, I wonder,” he thought to himself with a trace of amusement. “Anything suspicious—just words!”
But the man in front of him hesitated.
“Now that I remember it—”
“Yes,” said Tommy eagerly. “What?”
“I don’t think it could have anything to do with it. But there was a young lady.”
“Yes? A young lady, you say, what was she doing?”
“She was taken faint, sir. A very pleasant young lady. Miss Eileen O’Hara, her name was. A dainty looking lady, not tall, with black hair. Just a little foreign looking.”
“Yes?” said Tommy, with even greater eagerness.
“As I was saying, she was taken queer. Just outside Mr. Wilmott’s cabin. She asked me to fetch the doctor.