"No, my dear; your help will be needed in that," replied her husband.
"Can't we have some charades again?" asked Lulu.
"I see no objection," answered her father, "provided something new can be thought of."
"Misunderstand, I think might do for one," said Max.
"Yes, Max, I think that might be very good," Violet said; "and perhaps madman would do for another."
"We'll need several words for our charades, I think," said Lulu, "and a number for the sports at Fairview."
"But fortunately we are not responsible for the entertainment there," remarked Violet pleasantly.
"No," said the captain, "and I think we will dismiss thought for our own for the present. It is time now for evening worship. Max you may ring for the servants."
As usual the captain went into Lulu's room for a bit of good night chat with her, about the time she was ready for bed.
"Papa," she said, nestling close in his arms. "I have been thinking more about the kind of year this has been to me, and oh I think I must always remember it as a good one because in it I have learned to love Jesus! I know I have done some very wrong things even since I begun to try to be his servant," she went on, hanging her head in shame and contrition, "but O papa I do love him and want to serve him all my life! How glad I am that he is so loving and forgiving, and that he says he will never let any one pluck me out of his hand!"