Good news came from their traveller too--news of restored health, good spirits, and, presently, a longing to be at home and at work again.
And then, so quickly did the busy days fly, they had only a very few left to count to the return of the two absent ones, for Dr.Trenire and Dan were to meet and travel home together.

Then the last day came, and the last hour, and then--Kitty found herself once more with her father's arms about her.
"Why, father," she cried, standing back and studying carefully his cheerful, sunburnt face, and his look of health and strength, "you are more like the old father than you have been for ever so long." Dr.Trenire burst into a roar of hearty laughter.

"Well," he cried, "after my spending three months in trying to renew my youth, I do think you might have called me a 'young father.' Never mind, Kitty, I feel young, which is more than you do, I expect, dear, with all the cares you have had on your shoulders lately.

I suppose you have left Miss Pidsley finally," with a smile, "and I have to pay her a term's fees for nothing ?" Kitty looked a little ashamed of herself as she smiled ruefully.
"Yes.

I don't seem able to stay at any school more than one term, do I?
I think you had better give up trying, father, and keep me home altogether now." "I think I had," said her father seriously.