The drive back to 'Sconset, with the full moon shining on moor and sea,
was scarcely less delightful. They reached their cottage home full of
enthusiasm over the day's experiences, ready to do ample justice to a
substantial supper, and then for a long delicious night's sleep.




CHAPTER III.

"And I have loved thee, Ocean!"


Captain Raymond, always an early riser, was out on the bluffs before the
sun rose, and in five minutes Max was by his side.

"Ah, my boy, I though you were sound asleep, and would be for an hour
yet," the captain remarked when they had exchanged an affectionate
good-morning.

"No, sir, I made up my mind last night that I'd be out in time to see
the sun rise right out of the sea," Max said; "and there he is, just
peeping above the waves. There, now he's fairly up I and see, papa, what
a golden glory he sheds upon the waters; they are almost too bright to
look at. Isn't it a fine sight?"

"Yes, well worth the sacrifice of an extra morning nap--at least once in
a while."

"You must have seen it a great many times, papa."