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Updated: May 20, 2025
When I told Walkirk what had happened I could not restrain my burning indignation, and I declared I would not remain another hour on the island with her. He listened to me with grave concern. "This is very unfortunate," he said, "but do not let us be precipitate."
Had it not been for this stream, I should not have thought of such a thing as allowing Captain Jabe and Abner to sail off by themselves this morning." "Really," replied Walkirk, "you care much more for angling than I supposed." Truly I cared very little for angling, but I had discovered that Walkirk was an indefatigable and patient fisherman.
Quite likely they saw us when we were sailing this way. We passed their island at no great distance. There is no reason why they should object. Your soft hat and flannel shirt would not prevent them from seeing that you were a gentleman." I nodded, and sat silent for a time. "Walkirk," said I, "suppose we sail over to those people this afternoon? It might be interesting."
We caught the train, and on the way I explained my allusion to the wasp so far as to assure Walkirk that I was no more crazy than men badly crossed in love are apt to be. "But are you really going to Miss Laniston?" he said. "I shall be able to drive up there, give her fifteen minutes with five as a margin, and reach the steamer in time.
He then announced that in half an hour the tide would serve for fishing, that he was going out in his boat, and would take any one who cared to accompany him; and this announcement having been made, he settled himself upon the piazza to talk to us. The conversation was interesting and lively. The people at this house were well worth knowing. The Sand Lady and Walkirk went in the boat to fish.
My desire is to get away from every place where there is any chance of seeing a woman. I wish to obliterate from my mind all idea of the female human being. In fact, I think I should like to take lodgings near a monastery, and have the monks come and write for me, a different one every day." Walkirk smiled.
I put the inkstand in its case, closed it, and stood for some minutes holding it and thinking; but I did not carry it away with me as a memento. Drawing down a branch of the tree, I hung the little case securely by its handles to a twig, where it would be in full view of any one walking that way. I found Walkirk still fishing near the place where I had left him.
There was one very satisfactory feature about this course of action: it was plain and simple, and needed no planning. To attempt to follow the yacht would be useless. To wait anywhere for Walkirk would be equally so. He would be more apt to find me at my home than anywhere else. It was his business to find me, and there was no doubt that he would do it.
"Oh, bless me," she remarked, glancing at the clock, "you have quite time enough to hear all I have to say, and then if you do not catch the steamer it is your own fault. Sit down, I pray you." Very reluctantly I took a seat, for at last the spirit of Walkirk had infected me. "Now," said she, "I will cut my story as short as possible, but you really ought to hear it before you start.
I was on the little beach which the Sand Lady had assigned to Walkirk and me as a camping ground. I sat down, vainly endeavoring to comprehend the situation. Out of the mass of wild suppositions and conjectures which crowded themselves into my mind there came but one conviction, and with that I was satisfied: Sylvia was here.
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