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Braley, Berton (ed.) / The Wisconsin literary magazine
Vol. II, No. 5 (February 1905)

Hoyt, Frances
A sea breeze,   pp. 197-199

Page 199

pulled her over to the deck-railing, and as he did so, Dick
heard him echo her word, "delicious."
  Dick had his own diversions, but he kept his eye on his
protegees. As the night wore on their excitement seemed
to increase. They talked, or were silent, but their feverish
eyes seemed unable to get enough of each other.
  "It's getting serious," muttered their self-instituted
guardian. "Really, I'll have to take measures. They'vce
lost their heads!"
  At five in the morning the steamer reached Seattle. As
she touched the wharf, Dick stepped out on deck in the chill
grey dawn. A slight fog steamed from the water; the wharf,
the people, the bay, wore a depressing aspect. He had been
asleep for an hour or two and so had lost track of his pro-
tegees. He was turning to look them up when Karl camle
  "Well! I thought I'd never see you again. Where've
you been?" asked Dick.
  "Oh, loafing around the decks. Come on, let's step over."
  "Where's Miss Morgan?"
  Karl shook his head.
  "Don't! I'm sick of that, now. Come on, I say."
  He stepped up on the rail of the steamer and leapt to
the wharf. Dick followed.
  "What's the matter? Did you fall out?" he asked, catch-
ing up to his friend.
  "No! But I tell you I've had enough. I was crazy over
her; I couldn't get away from her all night; but, at last,
towards morning, I got enough. Queer, wasn't it? We
talked ourselves out-ran the whole gamut of our affinities.
I never want to see her again! "
They hurried through the dark, close ware-house, the damp
morning air striking them with a shudder.

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