"O Capt. Drummond--come in! come in!" she cried. And in came the
Captain. He looked wonderfully sober at his poor little playfellow. But
Daisy looked all smiles at him.
"Is your furlough over? Are you going, Capt. Drummond?"
"I am off, Daisy."
"I am so glad you came to see me!" she said, putting out her little hand
to him. The Captain took it and held it and seemed almost unable to
speak.
"Daisy, I would have run the risk of being cashiered, rather than not
have done it."
"What is that?"
"Cashiered? Having my epaulettes pulled off."
"Do you care a great deal for your epaulettes?" said Daisy.
The Captain laughed, with the water standing in his eyes. Yes,
absolutely, his bright sparkling eyes had drops in them.
"Daisy, I have brought you our land fish--that we had such trouble for."
"The trilobite! O did you?" exclaimed Daisy as he placed it before her.
"I wanted to see it again, but I was afraid you wouldn't have time
before you went." She looked at it eagerly.
"Keep it Daisy; and keep a little bit of friendship for me with it--will
you? in case we meet again some day.
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