"
Mrs. Conroth stared with growing comprehension at Cap'n Amazon. It
began to percolate into her brain that possibly this strange-looking
seaman possessed qualities of apprehension for which she had not given
him credit.
"Sit down, ma'am," said Cap'n Amazon hospitably. "Abe ain't here, but
I cal'late he'd want me to do the honors, and assure you that you are
welcome. He always figgers on having a spare berth for anybody that
boards us, as well as a seat at the table.
"Betty," he added, turning to the amazed Mrs. Gallup, just then
appearing at the living-room door, "tell Louise her A'nt 'Phemie is
here, will you?"
"Say Mrs. Conroth, woman," corrected the lady tartly.
Betty scowled and went away, muttering: "Who's a 'woman,' I want to
know? I ain't one no more'n _she_ is," and it can be set down in the
log that the "able seaman" began by being no friend of Aunt Euphemia's.
It was with a sinking at her heart that Louise heard of her aunt's
arrival. She had written to her Aunt Euphemia before leaving New York
that she had decided to try Cape Cod for the summer and would go to her
mother's relative, Captain Abram Silt.
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