"Well, as soon as I have helped your mamma into the carriage we will start." They set out presently, Grace holding fast to one of his hands while Lulu had the other, and tripping gayly along by his side till, passing out of the village, they struck into the narrow path leading to Sankaty; then the little maid moved along more soberly, looking far away over the rolling billows and watching the progress of some vessels in the offing.
They could hear the dash of the waves on the beach below, but could not see it for the over-hanging cliffs, the path running some yards distant from their brink.
"I want to see where the waves come up," said Lulu; "there's Max looking down over the edge; can't we go and look too, papa ?" "Yes, with me along to take care of you," he said, turning from the path and leading them seaward; "but don't venture alone, the ground might crumble under your feet and you would have a terrible fall, going down many feet right into the sea." They had reached the brink.

Grace, clinging tightly to her father's hand, took one timid peep, then drew back in terror.

"Oh, papa, how far down it is!" she exclaimed.

"Oh, let's get away, for fear the ground will break and let us fall." "Pooh! Gracie, don't be such a coward," said Lulu.

"I shouldn't be afraid even if papa hadn't hold of our hands." "I should be afraid for you, Lulu, so venturesome as you are," said the captain, drawing her a little farther back.