Shading her eyes with her
hand, she looked out across the sea that she loved so well.
Then she turned to find his kind brown eyes looking up at her, as if
he were about to speak.
"Dear little girl, I have indeed brought you to Cliffmore. I was obliged
to come here on a little business trip to look after some of my
property, and I took you for sweet company, and because I thought we'd
give two very dear people who live at the 'Syren's Cave,' a great
surprise."
"Oh, I hope father isn't out on the water," cried Sprite. "Mother will
be there, but I want to see them both!"
"I looked out for that," was the cheery reply, "and I wrote to tell
Captain Seaford that I should call upon him to-day. I did not say that
I should bring some callers with me."
"Oh, what fun!" cried Polly.
"_Won't_ they be surprised?" said Rose.
Uncle John turned from the road, and out onto the beach.
The tide was low, and they bowled along over the hard white sand,
little Sprite sitting with her hands tightly clasped, and her eyes
riveted upon the distant speck that she knew to be her home, while
Rose on one side, and Polly on the other, closely watched her pretty,
eager face.
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