The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-02-13

Kay saw his face settle by slow degrees into a sullen mask. She thought him amusingly like sulk- ing little boy; was not at all sur prised when he shook his head an. grlIy and rose.
 "Sorry," he said. Sorry I can't oblige. We'll go back to town; but I'm afraid you'll have to let me handle my own affairs. Come on. Let's go!"
 And he began without another word to gather their gear together.
 Kay in an equal silence helped him, working in her own province while he rolled the blankets. When they descended to the waters edge, the tide had left the tender high and dry; and she lent hand at the tasH of dragging 1t down to the water. He ignored her, tugging at the bow of the little boat while Kay pushed and panted at the stern. When 1t was afloat. he left 1t with the bow in the mud and went up the bank for their belongings, and Kay at his heels carried her share of the load
 The fog was 50 thick that they had some difficulty in finding the Lark at her anchorage, BOD looked over his shoulder at last, and saw the little craft just ahead of them. Kay, in the stern and facing forward, must have seen it long before; and he demanded angrily.
 "Why didn't you speak up? Want me to run into 1t, did you?"
 T thought we weren't speaking to each other any morc," Kay told him in malicious amusement. You were 50 glum"
 "All right, we're not" he said sayagely; and they came alongside
 When they were aboard, and the tender had been swung in over the rail--Kay tugged at fall without suggestion from him-he uncovered the engine and after some difflculty started 1t. He left 1t idling and went forward 10 get the anchor up. and when 1t was clear of the mud, It's weight all hanging on the chain, he came aft again, and let in the clutch, and with an eye on the com- pass set course. He slowed the engine, dropped 6 loop around one spoke of the wheel, and went for- ward again to finish raising the an- chor. Kay watched him with a se- cret smile. but she did not touch the wheel or interfere with his ar- arrangements in the least degree.
 He returned in stony silence to take the wheel again; and once they were outside the cove he changed their course to the southward. They plodded blindly through the fog, and Bob at leaning forward, staring at nothing, glancing now and then at the compass. Kay beside him, only the wheel between them, kept her silence too.
 Outside Camden Harbor they ran hard aground on half-tide ledge just then submerged: and Bob ut- tered an exclamation of furious an- ger. He went below to appraiSe the damage, came on deck again. Kay was whistling softly to herself in the fog.
 He lowered the tender and turned to face her. well, are you com- ing2" he demanded.
 "Oh, are we going somewherep" Kay asked.
 Naturally" he said,
 "Then of course I'm coming" Kay assured him. "Whither thou goest, Bob "She smiled and drew near, and he looked at tho white duck trousers, the oil-skin jacket she had worn against the fog
 well change our clothes," he de- cided. Well go the rest Of the way by land"
 And he went below and presently came up with his own bag. "Go get ready" he directed.
 Ten minutes later, discreetly clad, they were in the tender; and he began to row to the Harbor, grop- ing his way through the fog. He made arrangements with local ship carpenter to float the Lark at high tide, repair her damage, sail her to Boston. Then, with Kay quietly at his heels, he sought a garage and hired car. At dusk that evening, they came back to his | fathers house on Beacon Hill.
 Mrs. Dakin had a surprise for Kay and Bob; but when she told them what she had done, she ap-