"Funny how just them few words that shiny man said has changed our hull feelin's 'bout the 'Harbor.' Only this mornin', 'fore he come, we was a-plannin' how lovely 'twas; an' now--now I just hate it! I'm glad they's water 'twixt us an' that old Staten Island, an' I'm glad we haven't ferry money nor nothin'," cried the little girl, aloud, shaking a small fist defiantly southward toward the land of her lost dreams. Then, singing to make herself forget how hungry she was, she hurried into the littlest house and--shall it be told?--caught up her grandpa's plate and licked the crumbs from it, then inverted the tin cup and let the few drops still left in it trickle slowly down her throat; and such was Glory's dinner. Afterward she took out needle and thread and heigho! How the neat stitches fairly flew into place, although to make the small patch fill the big hole, there had to be a little pucker here and there. Never mind, a pucker more or less wouldn't trouble happy-go-lucky Jane, who believed little Glory to be the very cleverest child in the whole world and a perfect marvel of neatness; for, in that particular, she had been well trained. The old sea captain would allow no dirt anywhere, being as well able to discover its presence by his touch as he had once been by sight; and, oddly enough, he was as deft with his needle as with his knife. So, the jacket finished, Glory hurried away up the steep stairs to the great bridge-end, received from the friendly flower-seller unstinted praise and a ripe banana and felt her last anxiety vanish. "A hull banana just for myself an' not for pay, dear, dear Jane? Oh, how good you are! But you listen to me, 'cause I want to tell you somethin'. Me an' grandpa ain't never goin' to that old 'Snug Harbor,' never, nohow. We wouldn't be hired to. So there." "Why--why, Take-a-Stitch! Why, be I hearin' or dreamin', I should like to know. Not go there, when I thought you could scarce wait for the time to come? What's up?" "A shiny rich man from the avenue where such as him lives and what owns the ship grandpa used to master, an' a lot more like it has so much to do with the 'Harbor' 'at he can get anybody in it or out of it just as he pleases. He's been twice to see grandpa an' made him all solemn an' poor-feelin', like he ain't used to bein'. Why, he's even been cross, truly cross, if you'll believe it!" "Can't, hardly. Old cap'n's the jolliest soul ashore, I believe," said Jane.