( this has nothing to do with the harris' now does it? where on earth has she... or rather not on earth, is it? what's going on here...

her palms drew to her mouth to cover the "o" that her lips formed in her surprise. )

Oh no, no, no no! I got off that ship for a reason! This is not the sort of situation I wish to be in, I asked to be left on purpose! What's happened? Mister Harris? Missus Harris? ( not again! )