"Must you go back to your ship soon ?" "Not very soon," he said; "and I gladly promise to help you all I can in every way.

I can do it with my prayers, even when not close beside you.
But, my child, the struggle must be your own; all I can do will be of no avail unless you fight the battle yourself with all your strength.
"We will go home now," he added, rising, and taking her hand in his.
But they had gone only a few steps when he stooped, and took her in his arms, saying.

"You are not able to walk.

I shall carry you." "But I am so heavy, papa," she objected.
"No, darling: I can carry you very easily," he said.

"There, put your arm round my neck, and lay your head on my shoulder." The pet name from his lips sent a thrill of joy to her heart; and it was very pleasant, very restful, to feel herself infolded in his strong arms.
He carried her carefully, tenderly along, holding her close, as something precious that he began to fear might slip from his grasp.