“I think it likely that your mamma and I will be going after a little,” he said in reply; “but Grace is too weary to return there to-night, and you too would be the better able to enjoy yourself at the Fair to-morrow should you go early to bed to-night; so that is what I wish you to do.”

“Indeed, papa, I am not so very tired,” she said half imploringly, half in vexation.  “Mayn’t I go?”

“You have my answer to that question, daughter,” he replied in a tone so low that the words scarce reached any ear but hers.  “I think it best for both you and Grace that you should stay here with her, and surely you love your sister well enough to do so willingly, even if you had your father’s consent to your going ashore for the evening?”

“Papa,” said Grace, overhearing the last sentence, “I would not have Lu miss the pleasant evening on shore on my account.  I will go directly to bed and probably fall asleep at once.”

“As I hope and believe Lucilla will also,” he returned, with a glance of grieved displeasure bestowed upon his eldest daughter, which sent a remorseful pang to her heart.

“Oh, father, don’t be vexed with me,” she entreated low and tremulously, putting a hand into his as she spoke; “I am glad that I am under your orders; I am, indeed, and would not for anything leave dear Gracie alone.”

“I am sure of it, daughter,” he returned, pressing the hand affectionately as he spoke.  “Also I think that to-morrow you will be thankful to me that you have had a rest from exertion and excitement.”

“Yes, papa, I always find that your way is best, and I am very glad and thankful that I have such a kind, wise father.”

“Well, Lu, did you get leave to go?” asked Rosie as Lucilla rejoined the circle of young people.  “No; papa wishes me to stay here and get to bed early that I may be well rested for to-morrow’s exertion in seeing the sights of the White City,” Lucilla answered in a lively, cheerful tone, that seemed to indicate entire satisfaction with her father’s decision.  She was in fact so remorseful over her momentary exhibition of wilfulness that she felt as if she no longer cared for anything but to convince her dearly loved father of her penitence on account of it, and her desire to do exactly as he directed.

“A wise and kind decision, Lu,” remarked Herbert Travilla, overhearing what she said.  “A rest now may save you from a serious break-down some days or weeks hence.”

“Yes, Uncle Herbert, I am well aware that such a father as mine is a very great blessing,” she returned with a smile.  “I only wish I were as good a daughter.”

Just at that moment the guns announced the setting of the sun, and the flags on the Dolphin and other vessels came down with the usual ceremonies.  That over, those who intended going ashore for the evening or the night began their preparations, which were such as to occupy but a few minutes.  Violet put her little ones to bed, and the captain, who had carried sleepy little Ned down to the state-room, on coming out into the saloon found Lucilla there waiting to speak to him.