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on. I am sure when he does do it it will be awfully 

 funny. His name is Giveen. Everything is queer 

 about him. It rained yesterday and the day 

 before, but to-day is simply glorious. And now 

 I must stop in earnest. — Ever yours lovingly, 



" Violet." 



Miss Grimshaw had been writing her letter at 

 the writing-table in the sitting-room window. 

 The sitting-room was on the ground floor, and as 

 she looked up from addressing the envelope Mr 

 Giveen, at the window and backed by the glorious 

 September afternoon, met her gaze. 



He was looking in at her. How long he had 

 been standing at the window gazing upon her it 

 would be impossible to say. Irritated at having 

 been spied upon, Miss Grimshaw frowned at Mr 

 Giveen, who smiled in return, at the same time 

 motioning her to open the window. 



" Well? " said Miss Grimshaw, putting up the 

 sash. 



" Come out with me," said Mr Giveen. 

 *' Michael is off at Drumboyne, and there's no one 

 to know. Put on your hat and come out with 

 me." 



" Go out with you? Where? " 



" I'll get the boat and take you to see the seals 

 on the Seven Sisters rocks. The sea is as smooth 

 as a — smooth as a — smooth as a what's-its-name? 

 I'll be thinking of it in a minit. Stick on your 

 hat and come out with me." 



