Sprite changed her drenched bathing suit for dry clothing, and hung the skirt and blouse up to dry.
She wondered why it was that she kept thinking of Max and his little book.
CHAPTER X[ToC]
THE SHIP COMES IN
It had been a warm, sunny day, the little waves had danced gaily, and the beach had been dazzling in the full glare of noonday, but the afternoon had been cooler, and at twilight the wind had changed from its warm quarter, to Northeast.
Snug and warm in the "Syren's Cave," they heard the wind rising until it became an actual gale.
The Captain had built a fire of drift wood, the squatty lamp on the table gave out a yellow glare, and around the table sat the three members of the family, the cat occupying the tiny rug in front of the fire. Puss purred contentedly, blinking when the sparks snapped and twinkled.