Count it out to her, may dear.

Eight shillings, every penny, and there's a shilling overhead for good luck, Mrs.Finch, becos the lil gel has come to manage the ship for us.

Now remember, she's capting now and you're the mate." "Iss, sir, and thank you," said Mrs.Finch, disappearing with practised celerity through the doorway.
And so Valmai took her place at once as "captain" of her uncle's house, and, in spite of his gruff ways and his tremendous voice, she felt more at home with him than with Essec Powell, for here her presence was valued, and she felt sure that she had a place in the old man's warm heart.
She slept heavily through the next night, and in the morning awoke refreshed, and with a feeling of brightness and cheerfulness which she had not expected to feel so soon.

Her new life would give her plenty to do, to fill up every hour and to drive out all useless regrets and repinings.
Deep in her heart lay the one unsatisfied longing.

Nothing could alter that; nothing could heal the wound that Cardo's departure had made except the anticipation of his return.