“Poor father,” she said, tenderly; “what a time you must have had.”  “It won’t bear thinking of,” said Mrs. Kingdom, not to be outdone in sympathy.

“He met these annoyances with a set face.”

“Well, don’t think of it,” said the captain, shortly.

Mrs. Kingdom sighed as though to indicate that her feelings were not to be suppressed in that simple fashion.

“The anxiety has been very great,” she said, shaking her head, “but everybody’s been very kind.  I’m sure all our friends have been most sympathetic.  I couldn’t go outside the house without somebody stopping me and asking whether there was any news of you.  I’d no idea you were so popular; even the milkman——­”

“I’d like some tea,” interrupted the captain, roughly; “that is, when you have finished your very interesting information.”

Mrs. Kingdom pursed her lips together to suppress the words she was afraid to utter, and rang the bell.

“Your master would like some tea,” she said, primly, as Bella appeared.  “He has had a long journey.”  The captain started and eyed her fiercely; Mrs. Kingdom, her good temper quite restored by this little retort, folded her hands in her lap and gazed at him with renewed sympathy.

“We all missed you very much,” said Kate, softly.  “But we had no fears once we knew that you were at sea.”

“And I suppose some of the sailors were kind to you?” suggested the unfortunate Mrs. Kingdom.  “They are rough fellows, but I suppose some of them have got their hearts in the right place.  I daresay they were sorry to see you in such a position.”

The captain’s reply was of a nature known to Mrs. Kingdom and her circle as “snapping one’s head off.”  He drew his chair to the table as Bella brought in the tray and, accepting a cup of tea, began to discuss with his daughter the events which had transpired in his absence.

“There is no news,” interposed Mrs. Kingdom, during an interval.  Mr. Hall’s aunt died the other day.”

“Never heard of her,” said the captain.  “Neither had I, till then,” said his sister.  “What a lot of people there are one never hears of, John.”  The captain stared at her offensively and went on with his meal.  A long silence ensued.

“I suppose you didn’t get to hear of the cable that was sent?” said Mrs. Kingdom, making another effort to arouse interest.

“What cable?” inquired her brother.

“The one Mr. Hardy sent to his father about you,” replied Mrs. Kingdom.

The captain pushed his chair back and stared her full in the face.  “What do you mean?” he demanded.

His sister explained.

“Do you mean to tell me that you’ve been speaking to young Hardy?” exclaimed the captain.

“I could hardly help doing so, when he came here,” returned his sister, with dignity.  “He has been very anxious about you.”

Captain Nugent rose and strode up and down the room.  Then he stopped and glanced sharply at his daughter.