"Well, that's all settled, then; you'll let the young man have my
rooms? 'Twill only be for two or three days. And this is your niece?
Well, upon my word, I begin to repent of my bargain. Hard lines for
me! to be tied to the docks night and day to watch those repairs, while
my young friend comes here to be taken care of and fussed about by my
old friend and such a pretty girl."

Valmai felt disappointed; she had hoped to learn something from their
guest of Cardo and his whereabouts.

"I am sorry," she said, as he took his departure, "that you can't stay
here."

The gallant captain taking her hand, looked admiringly at the blushing
face.

"By Jove, and so am I; but dooty is dooty, my dear, especially your
dooty to your ship. Good-bye, come and see you again soon." And once
more Valmai was left to conflicting emotions.

The day passed quickly, while she divided her attention between her
uncle's wants and her preparations for the guest who was to arrive
about six o'clock. Mrs. Finch would prepare the tea and roast the fowl
which was to accompany it, and Valmai added little dainty touches of
flowers and lights for the table.

"We won't light the candles till he knocks at the door; and when he has
once sat down to his meal, I can manage about taking it out; but I am
very nervous. I wonder what he will be like."

Her uncle knocked and called incessantly, giving fresh directions and
asking innumerable questions, in his anxiety that his friend's friend
should be made comfortable under his roof. At last everything was
ready, a bright fire burning in the grate threw its glow through the
open door of the adjoining bedroom, and flickered on the
prettily-arranged dressing-table. All looked cosy and home-like, and
when everything was completed, Valmai retired to put on a fresh frock
of white serge.

"His name is Gwynn," said her uncle at last, while she listened
breathlessly to the opening of the front door, and the entrance of the
stranger.

"This is Captain Powell's house?" said a voice which set Valmai's
pulses throbbing, and all the blood in her body rushed to her face and
head. For a moment she felt dizzy, and she all but dropped the tray
which she was holding for her uncle.

"Don't you be afraid, may dear," said the captain consolingly.
"Captain Owen tells me he's a ra-al gentleman, and they are always
easily pleased. He won't look at you, may dear; but, by Jingo, if he
does, Ay'm not ashamed of you.