'
So we made our little preparations, and waited very anxiously indeed for
Monday's Steamer.
CHAPTER X.
OUR NEW NEIGHBOUR.
Monday morning came, and found us standing on the pier as usual awaiting
the arrival of the steamer.
We were very anxious indeed to see our new neighbours. A nice little
breakfast for four or five people was set out in our little kitchen, and
I had gathered a large bunch of dahlias from our garden, to make the
table look cheerful and bright. All was ready, and in due time the
steamer came puffing up towards the pier, and we saw a man standing
on the deck, talking to Captain Sayers, who we felt sure must be the new
lighthouse-man.
[Illustration: 'PUFF, PUFF,' SAID LITTLE TIMPEY.]
'I don't see a wife,' said my grandfather.
'Nor any children,' said I, as I held little Timpey up, that she might
see the steamer.
'Puff, puff, puff,' she said, as it came up, and then turned round and
laughed merrily.
The steamer came up to the landing-place, and my grandfather and I went
down the steps to meet Captain Sayers and the stranger.
'Here's your new neighbour, Sandy,' said the captain. 'Will you show him
the way to his house, whilst I see to your goods?'
'Welcome to the island,' said my grandfather, grasping his hand.
He was a tall, strongly-built man, very sun-burnt and weather-beaten.
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