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I locked the door of my state-room, and seated myself upon the edge of the lower bunk with a little sigh of relief. The slow pounding of the engines had commenced, the pulse of the great liner was beating, and through the port-hole I could see the docks, with their line of people, gliding past us. We were well out in the Mersey already.
"We're off, Guest! " I exclaimed, "and off safely, too, I think. Chuck that now, there's a good fellow."