Captain Cy watched her curiously.
"Now, I'll have some soup, please," observed Emily.

"I'm awful hungry.
I had breakfast at five o'clock this morning and we didn't have a chance to eat much." A good many times that day the captain caught himself wondering if he wasn't dreaming.

The whole affair seemed too ridiculous to be an actual experience.

Dinner over, he and Emmie attended to the dishes, he washing and she wiping.

And even at this early stage of their acquaintance her disposition to take charge of things was apparent.