tle group playing shuffle-board; "there's such a very big whale." And she c

ovel, "then we must all go and see him. Come, Jasp

d on, Jasper and the other players close behind. "And

id Polly, as they raced along. "Dear me, I

it rather hard work to perform that exercise herself in such

it," answered Polly, c

unning into all th

r clear of the bunch of steamer chairs whose occupants had suddenly l

likes it just as it is. He comes u

he, Polly," said Phronsie, tugging at P

blow, too,-it's just the sam

ctly the same?"

up to Grandpapa and the rest of their party, and the knots of other passe

from the rail to tuck Polly and Phronsie in where they could get a

Phronsie, now much exc

ndp

r. King. "I think I never saw a f

pressed close to the rail, and her yellow hair floating off in t

child?" asked old Mr.

ittle whales?" asked Phronsi

" said old Mr. King; "t

in schools,-why shoul

e?" asked Phronsi

dolphin or

much mystified, "and

a school. Goodness me-that is a blow!" as the whale spouted val

ither and thither to get a good view, and levelled their big glasses, and oh-ed and ah-ed. And some of them ran to get their cameras. And Mr. Whale seemed to like it, for he spouted and fl

breath. She did not say a word, but gazed in speechless enjoyment at the antics of the big fish

, gathering her hand up closely in hi

was so beautiful!" She drew a long breath, then turne

'll see plenty more, I imagine, Phronsie. At lea

of brown hair from her brow. "Well, he's gone; now we must run back, Jasp

said Phronsie, with a small sigh; "Grandp

I don't know as I ever put eyes on a better sp

Grandpapa," begged Phrons

atified. As they moved off, Phronsie clinging to his hand, she looked back and saw two children gazing wistfully after them. "Grandpap

s quite a big group around Grandpapa's steamer chair; for when the other children saw wha

old Mr. King stopped to rest a bit. "You must be very fascinating, dear Mr. King; you have no idea how pretty y

ut a fish story, Madam,

, enthusiastically, clasping her gloved hands. "Fanny

nswered Fanny, trying t

ll find little to interest e

ther side." But a stout, comfortable-looking woman coming down the deck stopped directly in front o

got it," said Fanny, comi

the chair, who surveyed her calmly, then fell to reading her book. "Well, you

nted her own chair," o

do let us hear that delightful story. Fanny dear, you can sit on part of my chair," she added, regardless of the black looks of a gentle

in his recital of the whale story, winding up with an account of some wonderful porpoises he had see

r eyes, and trying not to yawn. "Do go on, and finish

med Fanny, tryi

nutes ago, Madam," said Mr. King. "

surely have the gift of a raconteur, Mr. King," she said, gracefully recovering herself. "O dear me, here

the story-telling is all done, the whales and porpoises are all finished up-so run away." He t

he said. "May my little grandda

look. Old Mr. Selwyn,

ething, but did not se

r to notice anything a

ronsie's hand, a

d Fanny Vanderburgh, shrewdly, looking after them as they d

you are a Vanderburgh and are related to the English nobility, an

to keep in with Mr. King. I hate and detest those dreadful Selwyns as

voice. "They are low bred and common. And beside that, they are eccentr

dvancing and touching his cap politely, "I regret

gentleman touched his cap again, and immediately drew the cha

han it has been my lot to meet on any voyage," said Mrs. Vanderburgh, drawing