“You’ll have to decide that question very soon, for here they come,” said Max, glancing from the window.
“Don’t be troubled, dear child; we will find a place for it in this outer room,” added her father cheerily, and glancing about in search of one. “Ah, it can stand in this corner close by your door. Does that suit your ideas and wishes, daughter?”
“Yes, sir; it will be the most convenient place for me,” she answered, in a bright, cheery tone, quite restored to good-humor.
The trunks had already been brought in and deposited according to directions.
“Will you have anything out of this, daughter?” the captain asked, unstrapping Lulu’s.
“Another dress, papa, if you are willing to let me change; this travelling one feels hot and dusty.”
“My dear child, can you suppose I would want you to be uncomfortable?” he asked. “Give me your key, and we will have the dress out immediately.”
“Thank you, papa,” she said, taking the key from her travelling bag and handing it to him. “Please choose for me, the one you think most suitable.”
“Do you feel inclined for a stroll about the town with your father and Max after tea?” he asked.
“Oh, yes, sir, yes indeed!”