"What will our friends think of you?" demanded Mrs. Conroth. "I am
horrified to have them know you ever remained overnight in such a place.
There are the Perritons. They were on the train with me coming down from
Boston. They are opening their house here at what they call The
Beaches--one of the most exclusive colonies on the coast, I understand.
They insisted upon my coming there at once, and I have promised to bring
you with me."
"You have promised more than you can perform. Aunt Euphemia," Louise
replied shortly. "I will remain here."
"Louise!"
"I will remain here with Cap'n Amazon. And with Uncle Abram when he
returns. They are both dear old men----"
"That awful looking pirate!" gasped Mrs. Conroth.
"You do not know him," returned the girl. "You do not know how worthy
and now kind he is."
"You have only known him a week yourself," remarked Aunt Euphemia. "What
can a young girl like you know about these awful creatures--fishermen,
sailors, and the like? How can you judge?"
Louise laughed.
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