questions. We'll eat an' sleep on deck to-night, up forrad. I'll
bring the grub an' clothes from the cabin, but you stay out."

Eben was about to reply in an angry manner, when the form of his
countenance instantly changed, and a peculiar expression,
half-humorous, appeared in his eyes. He stood looking at his father
for a few seconds in an absent-minded manner. Then, without a word, he
picked up the jug of molasses and strode up forward. The captain gazed
after him in astonishment, greatly wondering what had come over his son
to make him so obedient all of a sudden. He said nothing, however, but
went at once down into the cabin where he found the girl making herself
perfectly at home tidying up the place.

"Eben's come," the captain laconically remarked,

"So I understand," and the girl smiled.

"Ye heard what was said, eh?"

"Certainly. I'm not deaf."

"Sure, sure. Me temper got the best of me to-night. But I couldn't
help it, fer that boy did more'n stir me up. Guess he's cooled down
now, though I'm mighty surprised that he knuckled under so soon. It's
not a bit like Eb's way, let me tell ye that."

"I am very sorry to give all this trouble," the girl acknowledged. "I
feel ashamed of myself."

"Most likely ye do, Miss. We all feel that way at times. But I must