The "squantum" party were late in returning, and when they arrived Betty
and Lulu were in bed; but the door between the room where Lulu lay and
the parlor, or sitting-room, as it was indifferently called, was ajar,
and she could hear all that was said there.

"Where is Lulu?" her father asked of the maid-servant who had been left
behind.

"Gone to bed, sir," was the answer.

Then the captain stepped to the chamber door, pushed it wider open, and
came to the bedside.

Lulu pretended to be asleep, keeping her eyes tight shut, but all the
time feeling that he was standing there and looking down at her.

He sighed slightly, turned away, and went from the room; then she buried
her face in the pillows and cried softly but quite bitterly.

"He might have kissed me," she said to herself; "he would if he loved me
as much as he used to before he got married."

Then his sigh seemed to echo in her heart, and she grew remorseful over
the thought that her misconduct had grieved as well as displeased him.

And how much more grieved and displeased he would be if he knew how she
had disregarded his wishes and commands during his absence that day!

And soon he would be ordered away again, perhaps to the other side of