Amy Brooks
Published: 2014-11-11
Total Pages: 60
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"[...]company, and because I thought we'd give two very dear people who live at the 'Syren's Cave, ' a great surprise." "Oh, I hope father isn't out on the water," cried Sprite. "Mother will be there, but I want to see them both!" "I looked out for that," was the cheery reply, "and I wrote to tell Captain Seaford that I should call upon him to-day. I did not say that I should bring some callers with me." "Oh, what fun!" cried Polly. "Won't they be surprised?" said Rose. Uncle John turned from the road, and out onto the beach. The tide was low, and they bowled along over the hard white sand, little Sprite sitting with her hands tightly clasped, and her eyes riveted upon the distant speck that she knew to be her home, while Rose on one side, and Polly on the other, closely watched her pretty, eager face. Captain Seaford, sitting just outside the door, was endeavoring to mend a net, but constant watching for the coming of Captain Atherton made the task of mending progress slowly. "I must spunk up a little," he said, "for I want to use this net," but in spite of his resolve, he was soon watching, as before, for the coming of his friend. At last he arose from the low stool on which he had been sitting, throwing the net down in a heap on the sand. Mrs. Seaford, seated indoors, was busy, her needle flying in and out, darning one of the captain's socks. "I can't keep my mind on my work," he said. "I tie a knot, and then look up to see if John Atherton is in sight. I never acted like that before. I'm always glad to see him, but for some strange reason, I can't wait patiently for him to arrive." "I'm doing the same thing," his wife said. "I can't keep my mind on this mending. I[...]."