After that the captain took Julie in the cars to a town where lived a friend of his. Now, his friend, his wife, and their five children were delighted to see the captain. They always were when he came home from his voyages. Perhaps it was because he never failed to bring such costly presents; this time a beautiful gilt harness for the father—or rather for a pair of fine bays—elegant French silks for the mother, and no end of toys for the small folks. And when he asked Mrs. Lane if she would, as a favor, take Julie into her home and care for her until his return (he did not expect to be gone long, he said), she appeared to be very willing to do so. But when it came to bidding “good-bye,” and the child clung to him, trembling and sobbing, “Oh, mon oncle! mon oncle!” he looked troubled. He just held her close for a moment, gave her three great sailor kisses that echoed from cellar to garret, and ran out of the house without a word. No sooner had the captain’s ship set sail than Mrs. Lane took Julie to an orphan asylum. “Send her off somewhere,” she said to the matron. “A home in the West! that would be the very place for her. Ah, the West! what a glorious place for little homeless wanderers!” Riding away alone in her easy carriage, she muttered: “The _i_dea of his bringing that little vagabond for _me_ to look after! I don’t care if he _did_ offer to pay her board (of course it wouldn’t have done to accept). I don’t intend to make my house a harbor for every little straggler that happens along! and right there with the children, too! What do I know about her? What does he? Maybe her story is true, and maybe it isn’t. Those French, they can lie! And then she’d be forever harassing me about that brother of hers. Ha! she’ll never see _him_ again! those French!... And then he’s taken such a fancy to her!—why, she calls him ‘Uncle’ already! Just like him to go and spend upon her the half he owns—educate her, and all that! I won’t have it!... There may be some trouble over my sending her off?... Well, well, I’ll have some pretty excuse ready. Time enough to invent it before he gets back.” (It was thought that the captain would make the little Lanes his heirs, for they were great favorites with “Uncle Jack.”) III.