Good-bye!" And with this, having mounted the steps to the pier, off ran Miss Corny.
"I wouldn't like to be the ole man o' that family," said Mr.Menendez.
That night, after we had gone to bed, Rectus began to talk.

We generally went to sleep in pretty short order; but the moon did not shine in our windows now until quite late, and so we noticed for the first time the curious way in which the light-house--which stood almost opposite on Anastasia Island--brightened up the room, every minute or two.

It is a revolving light, and when the light got on the landward side it gave us a flash, which produced a very queer effect on the furniture, and on Rectus's broad hat, which hung on the wall right opposite the window.

It seemed exactly as if this hat was a sort of portable sun of a very mild power, which warmed up, every now and then, and lighted the room.
But Rectus did not talk long about this.
"I think," said he, "that we have had about enough of St.Augustine.
There are too many Indians and girls here." "And sea-beans, too, perhaps," said I."But I don't think there's any reason for going so soon.

I'm going to settle those Indians, and you've only seen one girl, and perhaps we'll never see her again." "Don't you believe that," said Rectus, very solemnly, and he turned over, either to ponder on the matter, or to go to sleep.