"Well, I suppose he's glad of that," laughed Ned. "The more I hear about Bermuda, grandpa, the gladder I am that we are going there."
"Yes; and you may well be thankful that you have so good and kind a father, and that he owns this fine yacht."
"Yes, sir, I am that; but I'd rather be his son than anybody else's if he didn't own anything but me."
"And I'm just as pleased to be his daughter," said Elsie.
"And I to be his grandfather-in-law," added Mr. Dinsmore, with comically grave look and tone.
"Yes, sir; Grandpa Travilla would have been his—papa's—father-in-law if he had lived, wouldn't he?"
"Yes; and almost as old as I am. He was my dear, good friend, and I gave him my daughter to be his wife."
"That was you, grandma, wasn't it?" asked Ned, turning to Mrs. Travilla.
"Yes, dear," she said, with a smile and a sigh, "and if he had stayed with us until now you would have loved him as you do Grandpa Dinsmore."