“No. —, Wall St., New York.
“The children will wave you good-bye from the Highland Light at eleven o'clock to-morrow, rain or shine.
“Epher Murray.”
In two hours back came this answer:—
“Captain Epher Murray,
“Moorlow, New Jersey.
“Good for you. Keep a sharp lookout for special signals.
“C. Fairfax.”
“A sharp lookout for special signals!” the words kept ringing in the children's ears.
“What can he mean to do—my darling old Papa Fairfax?” thought Regie, as he dropped off into a sound sleep that night.