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"Thank you!" Thornly moved away. "Thank you! That's about the greatest praise I've ever had. This is only a water sketch, too; wait until you've seen it in oil! I've a shanty over there " he pointed below them, where a hollow, opening toward the bay, held a tiny building in its almost secret shelter, "I'm generally there, when I'm not tramping the open.
Davy plunged his hands into his pockets and clutched the courage that was supposed to lie there along with the pipe and tobacco. Cap'n Billy with quaint dignity put his thin, brown hand upon Janet's bowed head, and answered in kind. "I do that, Mr. Thornly.
"Sit, stand, or lie among them," Thornly explained. "You'll paint me, and pay me, and then take your pictures to the city and sell them?" "Try to," Thornly laughed easily. "I'm one of the few fortunate devils who has sold a picture or two. My hopes for the future are good." "I'll do it!" cried Janet. "It's about the easiest way to get the boarders' money I've heard of yet!"
He's never sure of anything, and I never suspected it until lately you're rather keen." "Well, we'll escape Tapkins's eagle eye. Forewarned is forearmed. Now see here, partner, can you blow this whistle?" Thornly took a small golden watch charm from his fob. It seemed a toy, but when Janet placed it to her lips and blew, it emitted a shrill, far-reaching call that startled her.
About all I could do to better the business was to keep my hands off; and that I did!" Devant's head drooped upon his chest, and Thornly felt a kind of pity that stirred a new liking for the man. "You think the lawyer told you the true facts?" he asked; "true in every particular?" Devant started up and turned deep eyes upon the questioner. "Great heavens! yes. You do not know Thorndyke.
We must make the Station together." Janet swallowed painfully, but the liquor brought relief. Clinging to Thornly, she went silently on. Between the last two dune tops, Davy's Light again shone. "Only a half mile more!" panted the girl. Thornly knew the value of making the most of what they had, and without speaking he pressed forward, holding her close.
If Thornly were away from the shanty, Janet knew the hiding place for the key; she could enter at will and the secrets of the treasure house were not hidden from her. "Lock the door after you, whether you are in or out," was Thornly's command. "No one must know, until the very last!" And the girl would have cheerfully defended the place with her life. Over sandy hillocks she went gleefully.
"Lord!" cried Thornly, and laughed loudly; "who is this pimpernel?" "Janet of the Dunes. Cap'n Billy's girl! Been brought up like a wild thing! Sails a boat like an old tar! Swims like a fish! Motherless old Billy, a poor shote, according to the gossip! The women have a sort of pitying contempt for him; the men keep their mouths shut, but you can fancy the training of this girl.
Only once had he seen Janet alone since that eventful night, for Billy's dangerous illness claimed her every thought and hour. But that once, while Davy sat beside his friend, she had walked with Thornly upon the sands and had told him her life story. Very simply she had spoken, watching, meanwhile, the effect upon her listener.
Once I didn't speak out t' a friend when I ought t', an' an', well, there was, what you might say, a wreck! I ain't goin' t' hold back another time. Mr. Thornly, you're stayin' on down here, 'cause you have some sort o' idee o' openin' up a inlet 'twixt sich folks as you an' Mr. Devant an' her!" Mark waved his cap toward the easel. "'T ain't no use, Mr.
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