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Bassett, Sara Ware, 1872-1968

"Flood Tide"

"Young man, I am payin'
you a heavy fee for that motor-boat. I'm handin' over to you the most
precious thing I have in the world. See you value it as you should or,
by God, your life won't be worth a straw to Willie, the three captains,
or me."
They saw him wheel abruptly and stride alone into the shadow of the low
pines. Silently the others drifted from the room and Delight was left
alone with her lover.
As Bob caught the girl in his arms, a great wave of passion surged
through his body, causing its every fiber to vibrate in tune with the
mad beating of his heart. He kissed her hair, her cheeks, the white
curve of her exquisite throat; he buried his face in her hair and let
his hands wander over its silky ripples.
"I love you," he panted,--"I love you with all my heart. Tell me you
love me, Delight."
"You know I do," was the shy answer.
Again he kissed her soft lips.
"I mustn't stay, Bob," she said at last, trying to draw herself from
his embrace. "Zenas Henry is alone somewhere, almost broken-hearted; I
must find and comfort him.


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