"The uncertainty is bad for Judy," said the Judge, the deep lines showing in his care-worn face. Perkins laid a respectful hand on the back of his chair. "You'd best go to bed yourself; sir," he said, gently, "you're tired, sir." "Yes--yes." But he did not move until Perkins had drawn the water for his bath and had laid out his things, and had urged him, "Everything is ready, sir." Then he got up with a sigh, "I wish I knew." "I wish I knew," he said, a half-hour later, as the careful Perkins covered him with an extra blanket. "I wish I knew where he is--to-night." Outside the wind moaned, the rain beat against the windows and the waves boomed unceasingly. Perkins drew the curtain tight, and laid the Judge's Bible on the little table by the bed, where his hand could reach it the first thing in the morning; then he picked up the lamp and went to the door. "I think wherever he is, he's bein' took care of, sir," he said, comfortingly, and with an affectionate glance at the gray head on the pillow, he went out and closed the door. In the morning Anne slept soundly, but Judy slipped out of bed early, put on her bathing-suit and a raincoat, and with a towel in her hand went down-stairs. She found Perkins in the lower hall. "You are early, Miss," he said. "Yes, I am going to take a dip in the waves," said Judy. "You're sure it's safe, Miss?" asked Perkins anxiously. "I have done it all my life," asserted Judy, "and it gives me an awful appetite for breakfast." Perkins brightened. "Does it now, Miss," he asked. "Is there anything you would like cooked, Miss Judy--I could speak to Mrs. Adams." But Judy shook her head. "I am not hungry now," she said gaily, as she went off, "but I know I shall have an appetite when I come in." She tripped away to the bath-house, and as she came out of the door looking like a sea-nymph in her white-bathing suit and white rubber cap she saw Anne, also towel laden and rain-coated, flying down towards her. "Why didn't you wake me up," scolded the younger girl. "Oh, Judy, isn't it lovely," and she dropped down on the beach, panting. The morning sun cast rosy shadows over the sea, there was a touch of amethyst in the clouds, and the waves as they curled over the golden beach were gray-green in the hollows and silver-white on their crests. "I just know I sha'n't dare to stick my toes into the water," said Anne with a shiver. "It is so--so big, Judy." "You look just dear," declared Judy, as Anne dropped her raincoat and came forth in a scarlet suit, "that red suits you." Anne clasped her hands. "Oh, Judy, does it," she sighed rapturously. "Yes." "You don't think I am getting vain, do you, Judy?" inquired Anne, anxiously, "but I do love pretty things." "I think you are a goosie," said Judy with a little laugh, then she caught hold of Anne with impatient hands. "Come on in, little red bird," she urged, "it's lovely in the water."