Chapter III

When the ship had left the port, and the land was already some miles away, everyone started to look around in search for their cabins. The ship was also known for it's luxury, and it was meant for everyone, no matter what class you were in. Although, it was obvious, that third class passingers weren't able to enjoy half of the luxury that was meant for the first class passingers. But the border-line between rich and poor people in this ship seemed to be smaller.

Me and Edith, we both walked around the decks and just enjoyed the sight, no words can't descibe it. We were blowen away - by the wind and by the beauty of the ship. I totally forgot everything else.

"Sarah"

Suddenly, a voice hit me back to reality, the soft and caring voice. "What on earth you are doing in this cold wind?" he said, voice filled with worry.

"And it's nice to see you too again, Thomas," I replied, trying to keep my serious face, but with no use.

"I am sorry, it's just that, this situation of yours keeps me worring all the time," he said, eyes full of worry again.

"Who is this dear miss?" he asked looking at Edith.

"Thomas, this is my dear friend, miss Edith Corse Evans, and it's her first time also on a ship, grand as this one," I said with a little tone of proudness in my voice. "It is more than pleasure meeting you, sir Thomas Andrews...I have heard a lot about you, and trust me, it says only good", said Edith, reaching her hand toward Thomas.

"A pleasure is all mine" he said, while shaking her hand.

After an brief silent moment, Thomas said in his gentle voice "We'd better go and find our cabins, it is getting quite cold", and once he had laid his eyes into mine, he said "This goes especially for you, Sarah".

So we left the B-deck behind and headed for the A -deck in search of our cabin. I found out that Edith's was on the same deck as ours. She though about little rest before the dinner and she went to her cabin, leaving us behind.

"Found, here it is, cabin A-36... I beg you to enter mrs. Andrews," said Thomas, and we both were smiling at each other. The way he said the last part was quite amusing.

The cabin was above beautiful, comfortable and warm. The same warm, which I so much loved; the same warm that he always carried with himself. The ship seemed to me as dear as the man who stood behind me. When I was in the ship, or outside the ship, just looking at her, I could still feel his present, althought he might had not been there with me in that right instant.