To think that Papa Fairfax cared so much for him as to take all that trouble; and right then and there a prayer went silently up from Regie's full heart that he might never do anything to grieve him—never.
Quickly the glass was passed from one to another that all might have a look.
“Oh, if we only could signal back somehow!” said Sister Julia, earnestly.
“And what is to hinder, dear?” answered the keeper's wife, who had toiled up to the tower with the baby in her arms.
“Daniel,” she added, turning to her husband, “run to the parlour and pull down the curtain from the double window. That's big enough for them to distinguish.”
Big enough for them to distinguish! you would have thought so could you have seen the great expanse of turkey red that floated from the tower a few minutes later.
“They see it! they see it!” shouted Harry, whose turn it was now at the glass. “They're dipping their colours.”
“So they are!” every one cried, for no glass was needed to discern that.
With happy, wistful eyes Regie watched the great Alaska till she was a mere speck on the horizon; then the little party turned their faces homeward, and from that moment Regie looked eagerly forward to the day when they should come sailing back again.