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Bassett, Sara Ware, 1872-1968

"Flood Tide"

Hence it was with no
small degree of consternation that on reaching Wilton he learned that
the girl had resolved now to return to her own home.
"I have been here over two weeks already," she said to Bob, "and I
really am needed by my own family. They miss me dreadfully when I am
gone. Zenas Henry goes down like a plummet, Abbie says. And then I
have so much to tell them! Besides, now that Aunt Tiny is well again,
there is no use in my remaining."
"There is a great deal of use in it for me!" asserted the young man
moodily.
"Nonsense! You and Willie have your work, and in a day or two you will
be so buried in it you won't know whether I am here or not."
"Delight!"
A warning echo in the word and a quick forward movement caused her to
add hurriedly:
"And--and--anyway, you can come up to our house and see me there. You
will like the three captains and Abbie, you simply can't help it; they
are dears! And you will worship Zenas Henry--at least you will if he
is--I mean sometimes he doesn't--well, you know how older men feel when
younger ones appear.


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