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no fisherman. Doolan, isn't the sea smooth 

 enough to take the young lady for a row? " 



He shouted the words into the ear of the old 

 weather-beaten man, who was as deaf as a post. 



" Say smooth enough to take the young lady for 

 a row? " rephed Doolan in a creaky voice that 

 seemed to come from a distance. " And what 

 smoother would you want it, Mr Dick? Say 

 smooth enough to take the young lady for a row? 

 Sure, it's more hke ile than say water it is to-day. 

 Is this the young lady you tould me you were goin' 

 to take to say the sales? " 



" I don't want to see any seals," cut in Miss 

 Grimshaw. " I only came down to look at the 

 sea." 



" There you are! " burst out Mr Giveen, Hke a 

 child in a temper. " After I get the boat ready 

 for you, thinking to give you a bit of pleasure, and 

 take Doolan away from his work and all, and now 

 you won't go! " 



" But I said I wouldn't go." 



" You didn't." 



" I did — " searching her memory. " At least, 

 I didn't say I would go." 



" Well, say you will go now, and into the boat 

 with you." 



" I won't." 



"Well, then, all the fun's spoiled," said Mr 

 Giveen, " and it's a fool you've been making of me. 

 Sure, it's hundreds of girls I've taken out to see 

 the caves, and never one of them afraid but you." 



