Good-morning, Mademoiselle." "Good-morning, papa," said Eeny, kissing him.

"Where is Kate ?" "Kate is here!" said the voice that was like silver bells; and Kate came in, graceful and elegant in her white cashmere morning robe, with cord and tassels of violet, and a knot of violet ribbon at the rounded throat.

"I have not kept you waiting, have I ?" She kissed her father and sister, smiled and bowed to Grace and took her place to preside.

Very prettily and deftly the white hands fluttered among the fragile china cups and saucers, and wielded the carved and massive silver coffee-pot.
Grace thought she looked lovelier in the morning sunshine than in the garish lamplight, with that flush on her cheeks, and the beautiful golden hair twisted in shining coils.
Grace was very silent during breakfast, listening to the rest.

The Captain and his eldest daughter were both excellent talkers, and never let conversation flag.