I gladly promised to be his tutor while he remained on board, and felt not a little proud of the position.  I at times fancied that he had a suspicion of what had happened to his friends.  The first time we were alone together he looked up into my face, while the tears sprang into his eyes, as he said, "Do you know, Harry, that I am afraid that the sea washed papa and mamma and Aunt Fanny and dear Reuben and Mary away?  I don't like to ask, because I am afraid of anybody telling me that I shall never see them again."