"There ye be, Mr. Lawford," crowed the man, "as chipper as a sandpiper.
But I swanny, I didn't ever expect t' hail ye again this side o'
Jordan, one spell yest'day."
"You had your glass on us, did you?" Lawford said languidly.
"I did, young man--I did. An' when that bobbin' skiff walloped ye on
the side of the head I never 'spected t' see you come up again. If it
hadn't been for this little lady who------Shucks, now! This ain't her
'tall, is it?"
"Oh, Mr. Tapp, were you in a boating accident yesterday?" cried Miss
Louder.
"I was overboard--yes," responded Lawford, but rather blankly, for he
was startled by the lightkeeper's statement. "What do you mean,
Jonas?" to the lightkeeper. "Didn't Betty Gallup haul me inboard?"
"Bet Gallup--nawthin'!" exploded Jonas with disgust. "She handled that
sloop o' yourn all right. I give her credit for that. But 'twas that
there gal stayin' at Cap'n Abe's. Ye had her out with ye, eh?"
"Miss Grayling? Certainly."
"She's some gal, even if she is city bred," was the lightkeeper's
enthusiastic observation.
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