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The fish was really quite large about four feet, I think and it broke through the netting. I wished to hit it with the oar, but Hutchins said that might break the fin and free it. Unluckily we had not brought Tish's gun, or we might have shot it. At last we turned the boat round and went home, the fish swimming alongside, with its mouth open.
We met at Tish's that night so that we might all go together to the train. Charlie Sands had agreed to see us off and to keep an eye on Tufik during our absence.
Just then her eye fell on the flagpole, and we followed her horrified gaze. The flag had been neatly cut away! Tish's eyes narrowed. She looked positively dangerous; and within five minutes she had cut another flag out of the back breadth of the petticoat and flung it defiantly in the air. Who had cut away the signal McDonald or the detective?
While we were looking at the picture and Aggie was at the sink putting water in the glass that held the geraniums, Tufik having forgotten to do so, Tish's neighbor from the apartment below, an elderly bachelor, came up the service staircase and knocked at the door. Tish opened it. "Humph!" said the gentleman from below. "Gone is he?" "Is who gone?" "Your thieving Syrian, madam!" Tish stiffened.
I admit that I was prepared to leave in haste, but not so Tish. She fetched her umbrella, without which she never travels, and while the animal set its jaws in it a painful necessity, as it was her best umbrella Tish hit it on the head not the umbrella, but the lion with a large stone. Tish's satisfaction was unbounded.
That evening, while Tufik took his shrunken and wrinkled clothing to be pressed by a little tailor in the neighborhood who did Tish's repairing, the three of us went back to the kitchen and tried to put it in order. It was frightful flour and burned grease over everything, every pan dirty, dishes all over the place and a half-burned cigarette in the sugar bin.
"I expect she liked the first young man better than she thought she did. I intend to give her a piece of my mind as soon as I get a chance. This playing hot and cold isn't maidenly, to say the least." We now moved slowly forward, after tying our horses. Toward the last, following Tish's example, we went on our hands and knees, and I was thankful then for no skirts.
It is in times of enforced physical idleness that most of Tish's ideas come to her, and Aggie had reminded me of that fact on the way over. "You remember, Lizzie," she said, "how last winter when she was getting over the grippe she took up that correspondence-school course in swimming. She's reading, watch her books. It'll probably be suffrage or airships."
"Nothing at all," said Percy, and picked it up. "Unless, of course " "It's not a trap, young man," said Tish. "Eat it and enjoy it. There are lots more where it came from." He relaxed at that, and on Tish's bringing out a blanket from the tent to throw over his shoulders he became almost easy.
"We'll put them in boxes of earth," she said, "and feed them coffee or tea grounds one day and oatmeal water the next. They propagate rapidly. We'll have a million to take with us. If we only have a hundred thousand at a cent apiece, that's a clear saving of a thousand dollars." "We could sell some," I suggested sarcastically; for Tish's enthusiasms have a way of going wrong.
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