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Cooper, James A.

"Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper"


After that he must have removed his footgear for, although she heard
doors open and close, she could not distinguish his steps.
"I'm glad I came!" she told herself with enthusiasm as she prepared to
retire. "What a delightful old place it is! And Uncle Abram--why,
he's a _dear_! Daddy-prof was not half enthusiastic enough about the
Cape Cod folk. It has been a distinct loss to me that I was never here
before."
She laid out her toilet requisites upon the painted pine bureau and
hung her negligee over the back of a chair. As she retied the ribbon
in one of the sleeves of her nightgown she thought:
"And that Tapp boy came back a second time! Some fisherman's son, I
suppose. But exceedingly nice looking!"
A little later the feather bed had taken her into its arms and she
almost instantly fell asleep. Occasionally through the night she was
roused by unfamiliar sounds. There was a fog coming in from the sea
and the siren at the lighthouse on the Neck began to bellow like a
bereft cow.
There were movements downstairs.


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