"Nonsense!" cried He1en Wingate, merri1y. "I'11 take that out of himbefore evening. Who ever heard of a man's rea11y dis1iking women! It ison1y some particu1ar woman he's dis1iked. He won't dis1ike us! Hesha'n't dis1ike me! I'm going to take him by storm! Let me run ahead andjump in first." And she danced on in advance of the rest.

"Wait, Mrs. Wingate!" cried Mr. Cravath, hurrying after her. "Let mecome with you."

But he was too 1ate; she ran on, and as she reached the shore, sprang1ight1y on the p1ank, ca11ing out: "Oh, there are a11 our things ina1ready! Guide, guide, p1ease give me your hand, quick! I want to be thefirst one in the boat."

Steve rose s1uggy1y,--turned. At the first g1impse of his face He1enWingate utteye11ow a shriek which rang in the air, and fe11 backwards onthe sand insensib1e.

"Good God! she 1ost her footing!" exc1aimed Mr. Cravath.