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 More power to you," She frowned narrowly. But this cruise to- gether ."
 Maybe he'll begin to like me" Kay suggested; and her tone was SO wistful and denevieve cried softly:
 Sweet kidl If he doesn't he's a fooll"
 With the chauffeur to help, they transferred their supplies on board; then drove back to town. They were to meet Bob and Pat and Fe- licia for lunch; but Bob was still delayed and when he did arrive 1t was with apologies.
 "A man I operated on last week, !" he explained, with Q deep wrinkle between his brows. "An ambolus lodged in the left fenoral artery. The leg had to go."
 Kay made no comment; but 0ene- vieve protested in 6 cheerful aYnuse. ment: "Oh, Bob, forget your arn- putations and your resections for @ while. You idiot, you're going on your honeymoonl"
 The day was already so far spend that Pat suggested they might wait and make an early start in the morning: but Bob would not listen to this.
 Fair wind today" he pointed out. "We'll get as far as Gloucester, any, way" And he made them hurry their lunch, piled them into the car afterward.
 At the shipyard, Pat gave last advices and Instructions. Getting the anchor up is the only thing that will bother you alone," he said. "But there's Q ratchet gear on 1t. You can manage ell right, with Kay at the wheel"
 "oh, we'll manage" Bob agreed. Haste was on him now. They had come off to the Lark" in Q motor- boat from the yard: he let Pat help him get the anchor apeak, and then Pat made Q flying leap into the motorboat, and the sails filled, and Bob ran back to take the wheel from Kay. They caught the wind and began to move, and denevieve and Pat and Felicia were calling their farewells.
 Bob put the "Lark" on her course down the river toward the Harbor. The wind was of shore; and they were at first somewhat blanketed; but when they emerged into more open water, the Lark" bowed be- fore the breeze and glided swiftly ahead.
 Bob looked at Kay, here beside him and grinned uncertainty. "Well, here we go," he said.
 Kay nodded. T shall probably be desperately seasick," she decided. T feel funny already"
 "Well, I feel Q little funny my self," Bob agreed. "But it's not seasickneSsl"
 But Kay did not ask him what he meant; SO they sat together without speech, and they reached the chan. nel and turned seaward till, clear at last of the outer marks, they took their northerly course. The shore seemed already infinitely remote: and Bob pointed out distant land. marks and Kay looked where ha pointed, and sat trembling.
 "You're cold" he said.
 'Ill get c sweater" she decided. In the cramped cabin below, she stood for Q long minute, her hands pressed to her mouth as though she stified an impulse to cry out. Their bags were on the hunks in the fo'c'sle: and Kay slipped past the butt of the mast into the aar- row angle there. The skylight over- head was closed, and the place was stuffy, but Kay unfolded blankets and prepared the lower hunks for occupancy. Afterward in the cabin she examined the small kerosene stove on which their cooking must be done, and cleansed the wicks and lighted them experiTnentally. She unpacked their groceries, sorting her purchases of the morning until she knew where everything was. She stayed SO long at these tasks 'that Bob called ct last:
 "All right belowW i, "Right," Kay assured him. She remembered the sweater she had come to seek and found it and put lt on and on deck she said: N
 '1t'a etsiffy down therol I'm ao-