He stood up, laughing, and patted the little creature's head.
"And the foot ?" he questioned.
"Much better," said Chris.

"I am going down to the shore presently.

I wish you could come too." He smiled and shook his head, with a glance after his men retreating up the hill towards the fort.

"I wish it also, mademoiselle, but--" "Couldn't you ?" begged Chris.

"This afternoon! Just for a little while! There's only Cinders and me." "_Et Mademoiselle la gouvernante--_" "She is looking after the boys, and they are ill," Chris explained cheerfully.