Fly, child.

We'll wait for you here." And Captain Bertram had overheard this whisper, and mentally determined that Beatrice Meadowsweet should also eat lobster with coral in it for supper.

Was it likely, therefore, that he would now yield to that impatient tug of Mrs.Bell's rudder?
On the contrary, he put out his hand in apparently the most unconscious way, and held the little green boat to the side of the white.

In his way he was a diplomat, and even Matty did not suspect that he wanted to do anything but show her a kindness by keeping her in such close conversation with her friend.
"It's getting quite chill," suddenly exclaimed Mrs.Bell.

"Girls, it's time for us to be getting home.