Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 232: what you’re looking at

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He did and beat her; but the third she was too) much for him again, while her merry eyes told him that she enjoyed her victory immensely. “T shall not dare to play another this afternoon,” she said; “itis best to ‘let well enough aloe,’ but at some future time. perhaps, I will give youan oppor- tunity for reveuge.’’ “Very well,” he replied, gathering up the men, and replacing them in the box, “I shall be glad to redeem myself whenever you will allow mine. Now, what shall we do? The afternoon is not nearly spent. I wonder ifit would do for me to take you out rowing.” “Oh! if you would!" Hazel said, eagerly. ‘‘I have not been on the water for more than two weeks, and IT long to feel the sea under me again. She started up to get her hat and shawl; but he re- strained her. He had seen them in the hall when he brought the table, and he went to get them for her, helping her tie her hat and folding her shawl about her with a deftness that surprised her. Then he led her down to the landing, and put her very carefully into the boat, which his vigorous stroke soon sent gliding over the smooth sea like a bird sailing through space, He rowed over toward the island, where they went the day of their first meeting, although they did not land; he took her entirely around it, and then slowly made his way back toward the mainland. “My good fairy must have inspired you to come to me this afternoon, Mr. Harwood,’ Hazel said, as they drew near the shore; ‘you have made it pass delightfully.” ‘ His face lighted and his eyes glowed as they met ers, “T am glad,’ he replied, resting upon, his oars; “but it has not been a disinterested A arte an