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But by the time the girls appeared we had yanked up all the sails that was handy, and the Pyxie was slanted over, just scootin' through the choppy water gay and careless, like she was glad to be tied loose. "Isn't this glorious?" exclaims Miss Hampton, steadying herself on the high side and glancin' admirin' up at the white sails stretched tight as drumheads. I expect that should have been Mr.
You're staying for dinner, aren't you?" "Why," begins Vee, glancin' doubtful at me, "I think we " "Oh, do stay!" chimes in Ma Gummidge. "I did the marketing myself today; and say, there's a rib roast of beef big enough for a hotel, mushrooms raised under glass, an alligator pear salad, and hothouse strawberries for dessert. Besides, you're about the only folks we know that we could ask to dinner.
"But what has that to do with it?" says he. "Now don't get peeved," says I; "but you know the kind our directors are, flossy, silk-lined old sports, most of 'em; and they're apt to size up strangers a good deal by their haberdashery. So I was wonderin' if I couldn't blow you to a neat, pleated bosom effect with attached cuffs." "Oh, I see," says Rowley, glancin' at his gray flannel workin' shirt.
"Surprisin' ain't it," says I, "how many of them shells can be turned out by " "S-s-s-sh!" says he, glancin' cautious at the omnibus-boy comin' to set up our table. "Eh?" says I, after we've been supplied with rolls and sweet butter and ice water. "Why the panic?" "Spies!" he whispers husky. "What, him?" says I, starin' after the innocent-lookin' party in the white apron.
"If you didn't it must have been an oversight," says Mr. Robert. "Suppose we admit that you did." "Well, what do you think?" goes on Waddy, "She is here!" "Eh?" says Mr. Robert, glancin' around nervous. "Why the deuce do you bring her here?" "No, no, my dear chap!" protests Waddy. "In this country, I mean." "Oh!" and Mr. Robert sighs relieved.
No hurry, are you?" he asks. "Not a bit," says I, glancin' at the speedometer, which was touchin' fifty. "Nor I," says Babe. "I'm spending my annual week-end with Sister Mabel, you know. Good old scout, Mabel, but I can't say I enjoy visiting there. Runs her house too much for the children. Only three of 'em, but they're all over the place climbing on you, mauling you, tripping you up.
"No," says she, glancin' suspicious over her shoulder. "I'm his sister." "Oh!" says I. "Is Tink around?" "I don't know whether he is or not, and don't care!" says she. "Much obliged," says I; "but I ain't come to collect for anything. Couldn't you give a guess?" "If I did," says she, "I'd say he was over to the factory yard. That's where he stays most of the time."
That wasn't so easy as it sounded, for all through the big rooms was scaffolds and ladders and a dozen or more original members of the Overalls Club splashin' mortar and paint around. I was glancin' at these horny-handed sons of toil sort of casual when all of a sudden I spots one guy in a well-daubed suit of near-white ducks who looks strangely familiar.
Every now an' again he backs off an' examines that pony as though he was actually worth stealin'. I couldn't make out what he was up to, so I stood in front of the hotel watchin' him. Purty soon up comes a tourist what has been lurkin' around in the distance. "What is the' about that pony that everybody takes such an interest in him for?" sez he, glancin' over to where us fellers was gawkin'.
Never was cut out to play the lead in a quiet domestic sketch. Not with his temperament and habits. Hardly. Besides, he was well along in his sporty career when he discovered this 19-year-old pippin with the trustin' blue eyes and the fascinatin' cheek dimples. But you can't tell a bad egg just by glancin' at the shell, and she didn't stop to hold him in front of a candle.
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