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It was really difficult to refuse, whatever my thoughts and judgment may have been, and somehow I understood that she spoke with good reason, though for the life of me I could not have put it into words. IT WAS REALLY DIFFICULT TO REFUSE WHATEVER MY THOUGHTS AND JUDGMENT MAY HAVE BEEN AND SOMEHOW I UNDERSTOOD THAT SHE SPOKE WITH GOOD REASON THOUGH FOR THE LIFE OF ME I COULD NOT HAVE PUT IT INTO WORDS
earnest that she forgot the canoe, and the wind caught it sideways and made us roll dangerously. "I have tried hard not to ask this," she added, bringing the canoe round again, "but I simply can't help myself." It was a good deal to ask, and I suppose my hesitation was plain; for she went on before I could reply, and her beseeching expression and intensity of manner impressed me very forcibly. "For another two weeks only—" "Mr. Sangree leaves in a fortnight," I said, seeing at once what she was driving at, but wondering if it was best to encourage her or not. "If I knew you were to be on the island till then," she said, her face alternately pale and blushing, and her voice trembling a little, "I should feel so much happier." I looked at her steadily, waiting for her to finish. "And safer," she added almost in a whisper; "especially—at night, I mean." "Safer, Joan?" I repeated, thinking I had never seen her eyes so soft and tender. She nodded her head, keeping her gaze fixed on my face. PEDITIONS JUST YET I BEG IT OF YOU SHE WAS SO IN EARNEST THAT SHE FORGOT THE CANOE AND THE WIND CAUGHT IT SIDEWAYS AND MADE US ROLL DANGEROUSLY I'VE TRIED HARD NOT TO ASK THIS SHE ADDED BRINGING THE CANOE ROUND AGAIN BUT I SIMPLY CAN'T HELP MYSELF IT WAS A GOOD DEAL TO ASK AND I SUPPOSE MY HESITATION WAS PLAIN FOR SHE WENT ON BEFORE I COULD REPLY AND HER BESEECHING EXPRESSION AND INTENSITY OF MANNER IMPRESSED ME VERY FORCIBLY FOR ANOTHER TWO WEEKS ONLY MISTER SANGREE LEAVES IN A FORTNIGHT I SAID SEEING AT ONCE WHAT SHE WAS DRIVING AT BUT WONDERING IF IT WAS BEST TO ENCOURAGE HER OR NOT IF I KNEW YOU WERE TO BE ON THE ISLAND TILL THEN SHE SAID HER FACE ALTERNATELY PALE AND BLUSHING AND HER VOICE TREMBLING A LITTLE I SHOULD FEEL SO MUCH HAPPIER I LOOKED AT HER STEADILY WAITING FOR HER TO FINISH AND SAFER SHE ADDED ALMOST IN A WHISPER ESPECIALLY AT NIGHT I MEAN SAFER JOAN I REPEATED THINKING I HAD NEVER SEEN HER EYES SO SOFT AND TENDER SHE NODDED HER HEAD KEEPING HER GAZE FIXED ON MY FACE
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