My Lady Caprice by Jeffery Farnol
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The Imp sat for a moment half frightened at his handiwork, then rose to his feet, cutlass in hand, but I punted him gently back into his seat with my foot. "Really," I began, "I'm awfully sorry, you know - er - " "May I inquire," said Mr. Selwyn cuttingly, as he surveyed his dripping hat - "may I inquire how it all happened?" "A most deplorable accident, I assure you. If I can tow you back I shall be delighted, and as for the damage "The damage is trifling, thanks," he returned icily; "it is the delay that I find annoying." "You have my very humblest apologies," I said meekly. "If I can be of any service - " Mr. Selwyn stopped me with a wave of his hand. "Thank you, I think I can manage," he said; "but I should rather like to know how it happened. You are unused to rowing, I presume?" "Sir," I answered, "it was chiefly owing to the hot-headedness of Scarlet Sam, the Scourge of the South Seas," "I beg your pardon?" said Mr. Selwyn with raised brows. "Sir," I went on, "at this moment you probably believe yourself to be Mr. Se1wvn of Selwyn Park. Allow me to dispel that illusion; you |
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