ice　and　kindness　as　she　never　had　received　from　him　before。　　One　afternoon；　when　he　was　going　to　walk　to　Bonchamp；　he　asked　leave　for　her　to　come　with　him；　and　would　take　nobody　else；　and　hot　day　as　it　was；　Bessie　had　never　had　such　a　charming　walk。　　She　kept　herself　from　making　one　single　fuss；　and　in　return；　he　gathered　wild　strawberries　for　her；　showed　her　a　kingfisher；　and　took　her　to　look　in　at　a　very　grand　aquarium　in　the　fishing…tackle　maker's　window；　where　she　saw　some　gold…fish；　and　a　most　comical　little　newt。　　And　going　home；　they　had　a　real　good　talk　about　their　father's　voyage；　and　how　they　should　get　on　without　him；　and　Bessie　found　to　her　great　pleasure；　that　Sam　hoped　Miss　Fosbrook　would　stay　when　Mamma　Came　home。
  〃For　I　do　think　she　has　put　some　sense　into　you；　Bessie；〃　said　Sam。
  She　was　so　delighted；　that　instead　of　preparing　to　fret　if　Sam　did　but　hold　up　a　finger　at　her；　she　looked　up　with　a　smile　when　he　came　in　her　way；　sure　of　protection；　and　expecting　something　pleasant；　as　well　as　thinking　it　an　honour　to　be　asked　to　help　him　in　anything。　The　next　day；　when　Mr。　Carey　had　insisted　on　his　verifying　by　the　map　all　the　towns　which　he　had　been　contented　to　say　were　in　Asia　Minor　（where　every　place　in　ancient　history　is　always　put　if　its　whereabouts　be　doubtful）；　she　saved　him　so　much　time　and　trouble；　that　he　got　out　into　the　garden　full　half　an　hour　earlier　than　he　would　otherwise　have　done。　　Thereupon　he　told　her　she　was　a　jolly　good　fellow；　and　gave　her　such　a　thump　on　the　back；　as　a　few　weeks　ago　would　have　made　her　scream　and　whine；　but　this　time　she　took　it　as　a　new　form　of　thanks；　and　felt　highly　honoured　by　being　invited　to　help　him　to　fish　for　minnows；　though　it　almost　made　her　sick　to　stick　the　raw　meat　upon　his　hooks。
  The　threatening　of　a　true　sorrow；　the　bearing　a　real　trouble；　and　the　opening　to　her　brother's　kindness；　had　done　far　more　to　make　her　a　happy　little　girl　than　all　Miss　Fosbrook's　attempts　to　satisfy　her　cravings　or　please　her　tastes。　　These　had　indeed　done　her　some　good；　and　taught　her　to　find　means　of　enjoyment　for　those　likings　that　no　one　else　cared　for；　but　it　had　been　the　SPIRIT　of　delight　that　had　been　chiefly　wanting；　and　when　thankfulness　and　love　were　leading　her　to　that；　it　was　much　easier　to　see　that　the　evening　clouds　or　the　rising　moon　were　lovely；　than　when　she　was　looking　out　for　affronts。
  Nothing　was　said　in　public　about　the　loss；　and　Christabel　hoped　that　the　bad　impression　as　to　Elizabeth　would　wear　out　in　the　young　minds　of　the　lesser　children；　but　David's　whole　nature　seemed　to　have　been　disorganized　by　the　disappointment。　　Instead　of　being　a　pattern　child　for　diligence　and　good　behaviour；　very　fond　of　Miss　Fosbrook；　and　not　only　inoffensive；　but　often　keeping　John　and　Anne　in　order；　he　seemed　absolutely　stupid　and　senseless　at　lessons；　became　stubborn　at　reproof；　seemed　to　take　pleasure　in　running　counter　to　his　governess；　and　rendered　the　other　two；　who；　though　his　elders；　were　both　of　weak　natures　compared　with　his　own；　more　openly　naughty　than　himself。　Sometimes　it　seemed　to　Christabel　that　the　habit　of　spiting　Bessie　was　getting　so　confirmed；　that　it　would　last　even　when　the　cause　was　forgotten；　and　yet　the　more　she　strove　to　put　it　down　in　sight；　the　more　it　throve　out　of　sight；　and　when　she　looked　at　David；　and　thought　how　she　had　once　admired　him；　she　could　not　but　remember　the　text　that　says；　〃Thy　goodness　is　as　the　morning　cloud；　and　as　the　dew　shall　it　vanish　away。〃　　She　had　thought　it　goodness　based　upon　religious　feeling；　as　well　as　on　natural　gravity　and　orderliness；　and　so　perhaps　it　had　once　been；　but　the　little　fellow　had　fixed　his　whole　soul　on　one　purpose；　and　though　that　was　a　good　one；　it　had　grown　into　an　idol；　and　swallowed　up　all　his　other　motives；　till　of　late　he　had　only　been　good　for　the　sake　of　the　pig；　not　because　it　was　right。　　Being　disappointed　of　the　pig；　he　had　nothing　to　fall　back　upon；　but　felt　himself　so　ill…used；　that　it　seemed　to　him　that　it　was　no　use　to　be　good；　and　he　revenged　himself　by　naughtiness。
  Such　sturdy　strong　characters　as　little　David's；　when　they　are　once　set　on　the　right　object；　come　to　the　very　best　kind　of　goodness；　but　when　they　take　a　wrong　turn；　they　are　the　very　worst；　both　for　themselves　and　others。
  CHAPTER　XIII。
  The　Monday　after　the　loss　of　the　pence　was　a　pouring　wet　day。　　The　whole　court　was　like　a　flood；　and　the　drops　went　splashing　up　again　as　if　in　play；　Purday　wore　his　master's　old　southwester　coat；　and　looked　shiny　all　over；　and　when　the　maids　had　to　cross　the　court；　they　went　click；　click；　in　their　pattens　under　their　umbrellas。
  But　it　was　baking　day；　and　Susan　and　Annie　had　been　down　to　coax　the　cook　into　making　them　a　present　of　a　handsome　allowance　of　dough；　and　Miss　Fosbrook　into　letting　them　manipulate　it　in　the　school…room。　Probably　this　was　the　only　way　of　preventing　the　dough　from　being　turned　into　bullets；　and　sent　flying　at　each　other's　eyes；　or　possibly　plastered　on　somebody's　nose；　and　the　cook　and　kitchenmaid　from　being　nearly　driven　crazy。
  The　dough　was　justly　divided；　and　an　establishment　set　up　in　each　locker。　　Bessie　declined　altogether；　Sam　had　lent　her　his　beautiful　book　of　The　British　Songsters；　and　she　was　hard　at　work　at　the　table　copying　a　tom…tit；　since　she　no　longer　carried　on　the　work　in　secret；　but　at　one　locker　were　the　other　three　elders；　at　the　other　the　three　lesser　ones；　and　little　George　in　a　corner　by　Susan；　pegging　away　at　his　own　private　lump；　and　constantly　begging　for　more。　　Susan's　ambition　was　to　make　a　set　of　real　twists；　just　like　Cook's；　and　she　pulled　out　and　twisted　and　plaited；　though　often　robbed　of　her　dough　by　the　two　boys；　whose　united　efforts　were　endeavouring　to　produce　a　likeness　of　Purday；　with　his　hat　on　his　head；　plums　for　eyes；　a　pipe　in　his　mouth；　and　driving　a　cow；　but　unluckily　his　neck　always　got　pinched　off；　and　his　arms　would　not　stay　on！　　No　matter；　the　more　moulding　of　that　soft　dough　the　better！　　Johnnie　and　Annie　had　a　whole　party　of　white　clammy　serpents；　always　being　set　to　bite　one　another；　and　to　melt　into　each　other；　and　David　was　hard　at　work　on　a　brood　of　rabbits　with　currant　eyes；　and　would　let　no　one　interfere　with　him。
  〃Didn't　I　hear　something！〃　asked　Bessie；　looking　up。
  〃Oh；　it's　only　the　roller；〃　said　Sam；　〃Purday　always　rolls　on　a　wet　day。〃
  Something；　however；　made　the　whole　party　of　little　bakers　hold　up　their　heads　to　listen。　　There　was　a　gleam　on　their　faces；　as　a　quick　alert　step　sounded　on　the　stairs；　and　Bessie；　the　nearest　to　the　door；　and　not　cramped　like　the　rest；　who　were　sitting　on　their　heels；　sprang　forward　and　opened　it　with　a　scream　of　joy。
  There　he　wasthe　light；　alert；　weather…beaten　man；　with　his　loose　wavy　hair；　and　bright　sailor　face！　　There　was　Papa！　　Oh；　the　hurly…　burly　of　children；　tumbling　up　as　well　as　they　could　on　legs　crooked　under　them；　and　holding　out　great　fans　of　floury　doughy　paws；　all　coming　to　be　hugged　in　his　arms　in　turn；　so　that　before　he　had　come　to　the　end　of　the　eight　in　presence；　Bessie　had　had　time　to　whisk　off　to　the　nursery；　snatch　Baby　up　from　before　Nurse's　astonished　eyes；　rush　down　with　her；　and　put　her　into　his　arms。　　Baby　had　forgotten　him；　and　was　taken　with　such　a　fit　of　screaming　shyness；　that　Susan　had　to　take　her；　and　Annie　to　play　bo…peep　with　her；　before　she　would　let　anyone's　voice　be　heard。
  〃I've　taken　you　by　surprise；　Miss　Fosbrook；〃　said　the　Captain；　shaking　hands　with　her　in　the　midst　of　the　clatter。
  〃Oh；　it　is　such　a　pleasure！〃　she　began。　　〃I　hope　you　left　Mrs。　Merrifield　much　better。〃
  〃Much　better；　much　better；　thank　you。　　I　hope　to　find　her　on　the　sofa　when　I　go　back　on　Thursday。　　I　could　only　run　down　for　a　few　days；　just　to　settle　things；　and　see　the　children；　before　I　join　the　Ramilies。　　Admiral　Penrose　very　good…naturedly　kept　it　open　for　me；　till　we　could　tell　how　SHE　was；〃　said　the　Captain；　with　rather　a　trembling　voice。
  〃Then　you　are　going！　　O　Papa！〃　said　Susan；　looking　up　at　him；　〃and　Baby　will　not　know　you　till〃
  〃Hold　your　tongue；　Miss　Croaker；〃　said　the　Captain；　roughly　but　kindly；　and　Miss　Fosbrook　could　see　that　he　was　as　much　afraid　of　crying　himself　as　of　letting　Susan　cry；　〃I've　no　time　for　that。　　I've　got　a　gentleman　on　business　down　stairs；　and　your　Uncle　John　and　I　must　go　down　to　them　again。　　We　sha'n't　want　dinner；　only；　Sue；　tell　them　to　send　in　some　eggs　and　bacon；　or　cold　meat；　or　whatever　there　may　be；　for　tea；　and　get　a　room　ready　for　your　uncle。〃
  He　would　have　gone；　but　Susan　called　out；　〃O　Papa；　may　we　drink　tea　with　you；　Georgy　and　all！〃
  〃Yes；　to　be　sure；　if　you　won't　make　a　bear…fight；　any　of　you；　for　your　uncle。〃
  〃Mayn't　I　come　down　with　you？〃　added　Sam；　looking　at　him　as　if　he　wanted　to　make　the　most　of　every　moment　of　that　presence。
  〃Better　not；　my　boy；〃　said　the　Captain；　〃I've　got　law　business　to　settle；　and　we　don't　want　you。　　Better　stay　and　make　yourselves　decent　for　tea…time。　　Mamma's　love；　and　she　hopes　you'll　not　drive　Uncle　John　distracted。〃　　And　he　was　gone。
  〃Bother　Uncle　John！〃　first　muttered　Sam　（I　am　sorry　to　say）。
  〃I　can't　think　what　he's　come　for；〃　sighed　Annie。
  〃To　spoil　our　fun；〃　suggested　Johnnie　disconsolately。
  〃To　take　Sam　to　s