"They had a battery on each, Papa?" queried Max.
"Yes; but yonder, at their foot, stands something that will interest you still more,—the Beverly House, from which Arnold the traitor fled to the British ship 'Vulture,' on learning that André had been taken."
"Oh, is it, sir?" exclaimed Max, in a tone of intense interest. "How I would like to visit it,—can we, Papa?"
"I too; oh, very much!" said Lulu. "Please take us there,—won't you, Papa?"
"I fear there will be hardly time, my dears; but I will see about it," was the indulgent reply.
"You have been here before, Raymond?" Mr. Keith said inquiringly.
"Yes; on my first bridal trip," the Captain answered in a low, moved tone, and sighing slightly as the words left his lips.
"With our own mother, Papa?" asked Lulu, softly, looking up into his face with eyes full of love and sympathy.
"Yes, daughter; and she enjoyed the view very much as you are doing now."