id to himself.
"I'll be a very different boy from what I have been."

They remained outside a while longer, till the steamer had passed
through the channel into the broader waters of the Sound, and then
re-entered the cabin. The gong for supper had already sounded.

"Won't you go down to supper?" asked Sam.

"Yes, I think I will. You will come, too?"

"Yes, I will go, too," answered Sam, feeling complimented by the
invitation.

As they were approaching the stairs, Julia dropped a scarf from her
neck. It was picked up by a gentleman, who handed it to Sam, with the
remark, "Your sister has dropped her scarf."

"He takes you for my sister," said Sam, turning to Julia with evident
pleasure.

"I am afraid you wouldn't own me for a sister," said Julia, smiling
coquettishly.

"I should be proud to have such a sister," said Sam, earnestly.

"Would you, really?"

"Yes, I would."

"I am afraid you only say so to compliment me."

"I mean it; but I am sure you would not want me for a brother."

"I don't know," said Julia, with a roguish glance. "Do you always
behave well?"

"I am afraid I don't always."

"Nor I either," returned Julia, in a burst of confidence. "I used to
play tricks on my governess sometimes."

"I don't think that is so very wicked," said Sam. "Won't you tell me
about some of them?"

"After supper I will; but I wouldn't like to have anybody else hear."

They sat down to the table side by side, and made a satisfactory
repast. Sam tried to pay for Julia's, but here the young lady was
firm. She insisted on paying her own bill, as indeed propriety
required.

When the supper was over, they returned to the saloon.

CHAPTER XX.

TOO LATE FOR THE TRAIN.

A stateroom had been engaged for Julia, but Sam did not feel justified
in paying a dollar extra for such a luxury, when he was already
entitled to a comfortable berth.

"Do you know when we reach Fall River?" asked the young lady.

"About half-past four in the morning, and the cars start by five."

"That's awful early!" exclaimed Julia, in dismay. "How shall I wake up
in time?"

"The gong will sound," answered Sam; "but if that don't wake you, I'll
pound on your door."

"I wish you would. What should I do if I were left?"

"You could wait for the next train."

"But I should not have you to go with me, Sam--Mr. Barker, I mean."

"I wish you would call me Sam. I like it better than Mr. Barker."

"Then I will," said Julia, fra