basin and some water, we will wash here. I will look after my man here.
Bring my slippers, please."

"Where's--hic--your boots?"

"O, they concluded to stay in the dock."

"I'll--get--you another pair--hic."

"I may find them at low-water and by daylight."

Tim Tyler stayed at Aunt Stanshy's that night The next morning he was in
his right mind, and, thanking Aunt Stanshy, said he must go. Then he
lingered, twirling in his hands the old felt hat that was his daily
companion, though a much abused one.

"He wants to say something," thought Charlie.

"Constantia, years ago you and I had a falling out. I think I was to blame
in tempting that boy's father, and I have often thought so, but have been
too proud to say it all these years. I did not like what you said; but no
matter, I was to blame for what I did, and I did not answer you back in
gentleman-fashion. I want to say I am sorry, and ask you to overlook it
and shake hands."

He held out his hand to Aunt Stanshy.

"He has spoken like a man and what will she do?" thought Will.

Aunt Stanshy was ready to show that she was a woman. She held out her