"May I have a kiss too, papa?" Lulu asked in a wishful, half-tremulous
voice, as though a trifle uncertain whether her request would be
granted.

"Yes, my dear little daughter, as many as you wish," he replied, taking
her in his arms and bestowing them with hearty good-will and affection.

"I'm sorry--oh, very sorry for all my naughtiness, papa," she whispered
in his ear while clinging about his neck.

"It is all forgiven now," he said, "and I trust will never be repeated."

Lulu was very good, submissive, and obedient during the remainder of her
father's stay among them.

She was greatly distressed when, two weeks later, orders came for him to
join his ship the following day. She clung to him with devoted,
remorseful affection and distress in prospect of the impending
separation, while he treated her with even more than his wonted
kindness, drawing her often caressingly to his knee, and his voice
taking on a very tender tone whenever he spoke to her.

It was in the evening he left them, for he was to drive over to
Nantucket Town and pass the night there in order to take the early boat
leaving for the mainland the next morning.

Mr. Dinsmore went with him, intending to go to Boston for a few days,
perhaps on to New York also, then return to Siasconset.

Harold, Herbert, Bob, and Max set out that same evening for their