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Updated: June 24, 2025
"The lesson was to be an hour, but somebody put a nickel in a mechanical piano, and the creature I was on started going sideways." Well, she had fallen off and had to be taken home in a taxicab. When Aggie heard it she simply took the pins out of the map and stuck them in Tish's cushion. Her mouth was set tight. "I didn't really fall," Tish said. "I sat down, and it was cinders, and not hard.
"There's no reason why we shouldn't have a red flag, too," she said. "It gives us an even chance to get in on whatever is about to happen. We can warn Mr. McDonald, for one thing, if any one comes here. Personally I think he is unjustly suspected." We made the flag that night, by lantern light, out of Tish's red silk petticoat. Hutchins was curious, I am sure; but we explained nothing.
Ostermaier, we had been members of Mr. Ostermaier's church, and liked him, although his sermons were shorter than Tish entirely approved of. We withdrew again to seclusion until they had passed, and Tish gave them ten minutes to get well ahead. Then we rode out. Tish's face was stern as she led off. The shriek of Mrs. Ostermaier was still, as she said in a low tone, ringing in her ears.
And there Aggie, who is occasionally almost inspired, landed the fish by the simple expedient of getting out of the boat, taking the line up a bank and wrapping it round a tree. By all pulling together we landed the fish successfully. It was forty-nine inches by Tish's tape measure. Tish did not sleep well that night. She dreamed that the fish had a red mustache and was a spy in disguise.
It was about the time Tish took up vegetarianism, I remember that, because the only way she could induce Charlie Sands to come to dinner was to promise to have two chops for him. Personally I am not a vegetarian. I am not and never will be. I took a firm stand except when at Tish's home.
"You needn't be so thoughtful," she said angrily, and with a total lack of appreciation of Tish's considerate attitude. "I'd rather be tied, especially if the Moslem with the hay fever is going to hold the gun." It was at that moment that we heard a whistle from across the stream, and each of the prostrate men raised his head eagerly.
"I have found a nest, Lizzie," she cried. "Slip over and unfasten Mona Lisa. She's not near the other horses, which is fortunate." I then perceived that Tish's yellow slicker was behind her on the ground and tied into a bundle, from which emerged a dull roaring.
On discovering, however, that I was pressing it to the trunk of the tree, to which he was now secured by the lariat, I corrected the error and held it against his ear. He was now wide awake and struggling violently. Then, I regret to say, he broke out into such language as I have never heard before. At Tish's request I suppress his oaths, and substitute for them harmless expressions in common use.
Then: "Take your hands off me!" said Tish's voice. The next moment Tish came majestically into the circle of light and mounted the steps. Jasper, with his mouth open, stood below looking up, and a hired man in what looked like a bed quilt was behind in the shadow. Tish was completely dressed in her motoring clothes, even to her goggles.
"I guess I'll stay," he agreed. "What about that rabbit?" I did not know Tish's plan at that time, and while Aggie was feeding the Willoughby person and he was grumbling over his food, I took Tish aside. "Are you crazy?" I demanded. "Just through your idiocy Percy will have to stay in that tree all night and he'll go to sleep, likely, and fall out." Tish eyed me coldly.
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