She landed with her father.

So Wardlaw was gone to England without her.

Seaton trembled with joy.

Presently his goddess began to lament in the prettiest way.

"Papa! papa!" she sighed, "why must friends part in this sad world?
Poor Arthur is gone from me; and, by and by, I shall go from you, my own papa." And at that prospect she wept gently.
"Why, you foolish child!" said the old general tenderly, "what matters a little parting, when we are all to meet again in dear old England.