"
"Oh! Then are you not native to the soil?"
"No, not exactly," he replied. And then after a moment he added: "It's
a great old place, even in winter."
"Not dull at all?"
"Never dull," he reassured her. "Too much going on, on sea and shore,
to ever be dull. Not for me, at least. I love it."
They reached the store. Louise bade the young man good-morning and
went around to the back door to greet Betty.
Lawford made his purchases in rather serious mood and returned to his
motor boat. His mind was fixed upon the way Louise Grayling had looked
as he stepped ashore and greeted her.
He had been close enough to her now, and for time enough as well, to be
sure that there was nothing artificial about this girl. She was as
natural as a flower--and just as sweet! There was a softness to her
cheek and to the curve of her neck like rich velvet. Her eyes were
mild yet sparkling when she became at all animated. And that demure
smile! And her dimples!
When a young man gets to making an accounting of a girl's charms in
this way, he is far gone indeed.
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