erce struggle she had
witnessed, looked back once or twice at the prostrate Thomas. Jack
appeared excited and angry, but did not speak all the way home.

(_Continued on page 346._)

[Illustration: "He flung himself upon Jack."]

[Illustration: Good-bye to Tout-Petit.]

THE GIANT OF THE TREASURE CAVES.

(_Continued from page 343._)

CHAPTER XIX.

'Good-bye, dear!' said Mrs. Wright, with tears in her eyes, as Estelle
clung to her in a last embrace. 'Perhaps you will come back some day,
and see us again.'

'Indeed, dear Goody, I will. You have been good to me! I shall love to
think of you and Jack, and everything here, often and often--and of all
the kind people I have met. I cannot thank you enough for all you have
done. I have been so happy. I shall never forget it.'

'I hope your friends will think you looking bonnie, dear,' went on Mrs.
Wright. 'If they had seen you when Jack brought you here, they would not
believe it was the same little missie at all. Now, don't be ill on the
voyage, and spoil all the credit due to me.'

Mrs. Wright tried to speak in a lively tone, but the effort ended in
tears. The child had been hers so long that the parting was almost as
painful as if she were really losing one of her own dear ones. Estelle
clung to her, wishing she could persuade her dear Goody to come home
with her, that Aunt Betty might see her and thank her properly. But this
was too much to expect. Goody was sure she would sever survive the
voyage. Jack also was averse to the idea. He did not want to have two
helpless people on his hands, he said, laughingly.

Mrs. Wright accompanied them down to the harbour, and, as they rowed out
to the ship, Estelle watched her standing there till distance and tears
blotted out the sight.

The wind was fair abaft, and they made good way. Estelle began gradually
to like the smooth motion. Her spirits came back as she felt that every
knot brought her nearer home and Aunt Betty. Jack had done his best to
make her comfortable, but the smack was not a large vessel, and its
accommodation was necessarily limited. Nevertheless, all that could be
done to make her voyage a pleasant one was done by Jack, Fargis, and the
crew. She had the cabin all to herself, and a chair was always ready for
her on deck when she chose to occupy it. Usually, however, she preferred
to sit near where-ever Jack was, and to talk to him. She would build
castles in the air of what would happen when he