"There may not be a vacancy," he ventured, "but I will inquire.

The Ranger sails on Friday for the River Plate, and I will have Mr.Pendergast come and see me.

Supercargoes are of very little use, my dear, unless they have had some business training, and this young man, of course, has had none at all." "This young man, indeed!" thought Kate with a sigh, stifling her indignation.

"Poor Harry!--no one need treat him any longer with even common courtesy, now that St.George, his last hold, had been swept away." "I think on the whole I had better attend to it myself," she added with some impatience.

"I don't want anything to go wrong about it." "No, I'll see him, Kate; just leave it all to me." He had already decided what to do--or what he would try to do--when he first heard the boy wanted to leave the country.