"You have not said if you would go, Dexie," said Hugh, looking intently
into her face.
"Oh, yes! certainly. I shall be delighted to go, if Gussie thinks she will
not get sick."
"I don't think Gussie was included in the invitation," said Mr. Sherwood,
looking up from his paper as he became aware of the situation.
"But of course it was understood; I would not go without her," said Dexie.
"What time shall we be ready?"
"I will call in half an hour," and Hugh left the room with his heavy brow
drawn into a decided frown.
During the walk to the wharf Hugh was so silent that Gussie began to banter
him on his gloomy countenance.
"You don't look as if you enjoyed the prospect of an afternoon on the
water, after all!" she said, laughing.
Hugh took no notice of her remarks, but handed the girls into the boat,
threw the shawls on a seat, and shoved off.
"I hope the wind will rise a little," said Dexie, as they seated
themselves. "You will find it rather tiresome to row all the time."
"We will catch a slight breeze after we get out a bit," replied Hugh.
But Gussie no sooner felt the motion of the boat than she repented her
decision in coming.
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