don't like him yourself.'

'But is it true that Captain Cuttwater wears a pigtail?' asked
Norman.

'I don't care what he wears,' said Gertrude; 'he may wear three
if he likes.'

'Oh! I wish he would,' said Katie, laughing; 'that would be so
delicious. Oh, Linda, fancy Captain Cuttwater with three pigtails!'


'I am sorry to disappoint you, Katie,' said Mrs. Woodward, 'but
your uncle does not wear even one; he once did, but he cut it off
long since.'

'I am so sorry,' said Katie.

'I suppose he'll want to dine early, and go to bed early?' said
Linda.

'His going to bed early would be a great blessing,' said
Gertrude, mindful of their midnight conclaves on Saturdays and
Sundays.

'But his getting up early won't be a blessing at all,' said
Linda, who had a weakness on that subject.

'Talking of bed, Harry, you'll have the worst of it,' said Katie,
'for the captain is to have your room.'