"Come along, children, time's up!" "O-o-o-oh!" exclaimed Bob and Nellie in great consternation.

"Why, we've only just come!" "O-o-o-oh!" mimicked their aunt, amused at their woebegone faces.

"Do you know that we've been down here nearly four hours! If we stop much longer, you'll be `oh-ing' for your dinner, when it will be too late to get any, and how would you like that ?" "Humph! I thought I was feeling a bit peckish," said the Captain, wheeling about and preparing to head the return procession home, accepting Mrs Gilmour's remarks as a command.

"Come on, children, we've got our sailing directions; so let us up anchor at once, for you'll have plenty of the beach before you see the last of it.

I tell you what, though, I'll do for you if you are good." "What, Captain ?" cried Bob and Nellie, hanging on to his coat-tails as he stumped over the shingle by the side of their aunt, the faces of all now set homeward.