“It was a different kind of happiness,” said Harvey, coming to the rescue.
“You said that very prettily; didn’t he, Rosita?”
“Yes, he did. But tell the honest truth, boys, where would you rather be—out in the bay, or talking with us here, on the veranda?”
“Here,” replied Carl.
“So I say,” Louis replied.
“And you, Harvey?”
“I would rather be out in the bay, and have you girls with us.”
At this they all laughed heartily.
“Look, there’s another ship coming to join the fleet!” exclaimed the youngest lad, pointing seaward; and they saw a seventh vessel farther out, heading toward the six that composed the blockading squadron.
“It was there that you were capsized, was it not?” asked Bella of Louis.