The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-07-24
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Mrs. Marsh was more set aSaAhoI
her than ever. She took every OPP
portunity to throw Babs at Doug
lass head - and 10 had to admit
that Douglas Marsh seemed ready
enough to accept Babs.
"I'd like to tell. her." 10 thought.
rubbing herself vigorously with
towel. that I'm not trying to trap
her son!" Then she added; But
he is making a fool of himself
and II would be such a shame If
Babs Montgomery managed to mar
ry him."
10 sighed. After all, that was
none of her affair. All she had to
do was attend to her job and hope
It lasted as long as possible. And,
now, she had to watch to see that
Peter Fragonet didn't lead her into
an unfortunate situation with Mrs.
Fragonet-and so with Mrs. Marsh
for the two had grown very
friendly in the past week or so.
Despite her promise to Fragonet
that she wouldn't avoid him, 10 did
good job of doing just that in the
days that followed Marsh saw her
very little, for he was giving almost
all his time to Babs Montgomery,
and he had taken to two or three
day hunting trips with some of the
men who came down from the city
just for the shooting. However, 10
no longer needed his advice and
help at the Inn for by now she was
quite conversant with her duties,
and found that she enjoyed the
business thoroughly. 1t was really
absurdly simple, and consisted
mainly of being available to what
ever guest did not happen to have
partner in tennis, golf, riding,
bridge, or-occasionally - CONVEX
sation. And 10 was amused at the
realization that the majority of
those who drifted into Crest Lake
thought of her as guest like
themselves, thought of her simply
as friend of the Marshes.
1t was almost two weeks after
her disturbing conversation with
Fragonet on the swimfloat that she
encountered him again. He was
strolling down from the Inn in
sweater and Stacks and when he
glimpsed 10 he hurried over to her.
This is luck. I'm going to take
one of the sloops out for a sail"
10 laughed and looked down at
her tennis shorts. "It might be
bit. breezy out there for these.
Let me change, and I'll join you
later. Mrs. Fragonet isn't ready
yet, is she?"
EDNA doesn't care for sailing"
Fragonet said, land those shorts
are just the thing. Come on" he
urged, taking her arm. II see
some wind ripples out there and
I want to get into them"
10 fell into step with him. II
warn you, I'm dub at sailing"
Don't worry about that. 1 have
a bunch you're really a sailor"
you ought to get Babs Mont
gomery. She likes boating. I saw
her a moment ago in one of the
speedboats."
ooh. those" said Fragonet in a
tone of disdain. Anyone can OPP
crate a motorboat. Sailing is the
real sport"
The little sloop was moored at
the end of the dock. and when 10
had climbed aboard Fragonet let
go the line and followed her. With |
a small paddle he showed out into
deeper water, then let down the |
centerboard and hoisted sail.
''I'll take her around while"
Fragonet told 10, land then I'll let |
you get the feel of it Watch |
e1
now"
10 ducked just in time and |
raised her head laughing. "This
is more exercise than I thought"
There was a good stiff breeze
on the lake, and the sloop
skinned along smartly, heeling
over and leaving pretty wake
across the otherwise smooth sur
face of Crest Lake. In the dis
lance 10 could hear the roaring
hum of the speedboat which Babs
was plotting alone
probably, 10 thought, because
Douglas Marsh and Todd Barston
had gone hunting together.
IT agree with YOU" 10 said 1azily.
This is much more fun than mo-
torboating."
WELL" Fragonet laughed, mo
tor sailors and canvas sailors won't |
ever agree until the Judgment Day |
but for my part I like to feel
the tiller in my hand, and hear
the canvas sing" He gazed at 10 |
earnestly. "Your being here makes
it perfect"
10 dropped her arm over the side |
and let the cool water enwrap her |