thirty.

"Good-morning, Sairay," he said respectfully; "we've got a fine day for
the start, a'ter all." "Yes, Jasper, very fine, and I'm glad enough.
The last start was dreadful! I cried all the next night, for, don't you
remember? the wind kept rising till it was a perfect gale, and I
couldn't help thinking of that dreadful Mare's Head Point. Mother was
sure you'd get there about midnight, and saw signs and warnings in
everything."

He laughed cheerily.

"Oh, she enjoys it, Sairay; don't 'grudge her that comfort, for a'ter
all we mostly gets home safe, barrin' a broken rib perhaps, or a finger.
I've had three falls from the rigging, and one wreck, and I'm pretty
lively yet!" A general movement seawards interrupted them. This was the
final scene, the actual start. He held out his hand quickly.

"Well, good-by, Sairay."

"Good-by, Jasper. You'll look after father? That is, he's getting old,
you know, and if anything should happen"--

"I won't forgit, Sairay. I'm on the Sea Gull, but I'll see him now and
then. Good-by."

His voice was wistful, but his eyes even more so, as he clasped her hand
in a quick, strong pressure which almost hurt her, then turned, and went
with great strides towards his father's long-boat just about pushing
off; for this was Jaspar Norris whose father was captain of the fleet,