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Doubtless Alb had at last gone below to the motor-room, and was exchanging the blue overalls for something more decorous. Would he, even for the sake of conventionality, have left her at such a moment unless everything were settled? "Mascotte" and "Waterspin" were at rest, and I could avail myself of Alb's absence to find out if I liked. I was not at all sure that I did like.
In charge of a skipper not familiar with every foot of the water-road, "Lorelei" and "Waterspin" would have been aground more than once. Even that irresponsible head-among-the-stars Mariner guessed at the snares we avoided, and flung me a word of appreciation. "You're earning your salt," said he, "and you shall have a little at Gouda."
Nothing would satisfy her but the Mariner must cross the bridge, knock at the door of a little red house, and buy a box-tree baby elephant, which she thought would be enchanting in a pot, as a kind of figurehead on board "Waterspin." Nor was I allowed to remain idle.
"Do you think our motor-boat could ride on the flood, and drag 'Waterspin, if any of the most important dykes or dams happened to burst?" inquired the Chaperon. "I hope so, for what you've been saying makes one feel exactly like a female member of the Ark party." Everybody laughed; but her joke pricked me to shame of my harangue. "Nothing will 'happen to burst," I assured her.
Phyllis still is, and ever will be, a Burne-Jones Angel; and when, with her sleeves rolled up, she makes cake in the six-foot-by-six kitchen of "Waterspin," among the blue china and brasses, she is enough to melt the heart of Diogenes. Nevertheless, I cannot break mine at losing a girl who was born for a Robert van Buren.
Not that it was made so by the conversation I have just set down, but by the peculiar relations of several persons in the party. The original plan of the Robert-Menela-Twins visit was that, having arrived at Utrecht, they should be taken on by us to Rotterdam, before "Mascotte" and "Waterspin" bore us northward again to Zeeland.
It was Alb who waked me by pounding on the door of my cabin on "Waterspin," and shouting "Get up, if you want to see the sunrise."
But honestly, if it's she, and she wants to overhaul us, we haven't got much chance weighted down by 'Waterspin. If it weren't for that, I'd guarantee to let 'Wilhelmina' see nothing but our heels." "Let's cut 'Waterspin' adrift," I whispered, glaring at poor Toon, who stood steering the squat little barge, with an irritatingly complacent look on his nice face. "Impossible, my dear fellow.
"I was only going to say poor Rudolph had had a bad night of it," broke in Mr. van Buren; but I don't think either of them heard. "Were you anxious about me? Did you care?" asked Jonkheer Brederode. That seemed to call Nell back to herself. "I was anxious about 'Lorelei," she said. "You've brought her back all right?" "Yes, and 'Waterspin," he answered, with the joy gone out of his voice.
Perhaps it was well that at this moment Alb gathered us for a start, and that there was no chance for private conversation in the carriage, which took Nell, one of the twins, and the Chaperon with me to the Rowing and Yachting Club, where "Mascotte" and "Waterspin" awaited us.
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