"Suppose we seat ourselves in the veranda yonder and try to forget the Edna for awhile in an interesting story.

I have a new book which looks very interesting, and has been highly commended in some of the reviews.

We will get papa to read it aloud to us while we busy ourselves with our fancy-work.

Shall we not ?" Zoe assented, though with rather an indifferent air, and they returned to the house.
Mr.and Mrs.Dinsmore, the only ones they found there, the others being all down on the beach, fell readily into the plan; the book and the work were brought out, and the reading began.
It was a good, well-told story, and even Zoe presently became thoroughly interested.
Down on the beach Violet and the captain sat together in the sand, he searching sea and sky with a spyglass.
She noticed a look of anxiety creeping over his face.
"What is it, Levis ?" she asked.
"I fear there is a heavy storm coming," he said.

"I wish with all my heart the Edna was in.