Tales from Bohemia by Robert Neilson Stephens
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least a fortnight.
At luncheon he proposed that they should take a sail in the afternoon. She said, with a smile: "As it is you who invites me, I'll give up my nap and go." They rode in a 'bus to the Inlet, and after spending half an hour drinking beer and listening to the band on the pavilion, they hired a skipper to take them out in his catboat. Six miles out the boat pitched considerably and Miss Hunt increased her hold on Morrow's admiration by not becoming seasick. At his suggestion they cast out lines for bluefish. She borrowed mittens from the captain and pulled in four fish in quick succession. "What an athletic woman you are," said Morrow. "Yes, indeed." "In fact, everything that's charming," he continued. She replied softly: "Don't say that unless you mean it. It pleases me too much, coming from you." Morrow mused: "Here's a girl who is frank enough to say so when she likes a fellow. It makes her all the more fascinating, too. Some women would make me very tired throwing themselves at me this way. But it is different with her." They gave the fish to the captain and returned from the Inlet by the Atlantic Avenue trolley, just in time for dinner. She did not lament her |
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