Then he drew the child gently towards him and kissed her little sun-browned hand.
“May God be with you, darling, where’er on earth you roam! And with you all. Good-night again.”
And away went honest Captain Weathereye.
Book Two—Chapter Eight.
At Sea—Mermaids and Mermen.
So long as the wind blew free, even though it did not always blow fair, there was joy, and jollity, too, in every heart that beat on board the saucy Sea Flower, fore as well as aft.
She looked a bonnie barque now, in every sense of the word.
Tandy and Halcott had spared neither expense nor pains in rigging her well out. Had not her timbers been stanch and sound they certainly would not have done so.