ThelittlegirlcameoutfrombehindtheChristmastree，herstocking，nowbuthalffilled，inherhand。\"HereIam，\"shesaid。\"Don\'tyouwanttogivemeaChristmashug，CaptainCephas？Youandme\'stheonlyonesthathasn\'thadany。\"
TheChristmasdinnerwasastrulyandperfectlyasailor-
cookedmealaseverwasservedonboardashiporoffit。
CaptainCephashadsaidthat，andwhenhehadsospokentherewasnoneedoffurtherwords。
Itwasnearlydarkthatafternoon，andtheywereallsittingaroundthekitchenfire，thethreeseafaringmensmoking，andMrs。Trimmergreatlyenjoyingit。Therecouldbenoobjectiontothesmelloftobaccointhishousesolongasitsfuturemistressenjoyedit。ThelittlegirlsatonthefloornursingaChineseidolwhichhadbeenoneofherpresents。