His Other Wife: A Novel — page 197: what you’re looking at

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SERPENT AND DOVE. = 9 2B This was a beautiful sylvan spot, where the river curved inland for a considerable distance, making a smooth, lake-like pool of clear, shallow water, below whose sur- face the yellow sands gleamed like a bed of golden ore in the sunlight. A dense fringe of birch and willow boughs overhung the margin, and through these the different paths emerged to the brink of the bright water. Trusting herself to the guidance of her escort, -and heedless of the fact that Leda and Miss Draper tarried so far behind, Faith walked on, engrossed with Vernois’ sprightly talk, until they reached the place already de- scribed as a fisher’s landing. ‘‘We must have taken the wrong course,” said Vernois, as he stopped to reconnoiter the surroundings, which were silent and lovely. ‘‘Let us go back, then, and make a fresh start,” said Faith, blithely, nowise Concerned at a mistake so easily retrieved, ‘‘Suppose we have a little row first? See, here is a nice little boat to our hand, and the river is calm as the Lucerne lake.” ‘‘That zzdl be plersant, but is it not too ‘late pe ‘‘Certainly not; the party do not return for two hours yet, after moonrise. We need not go far.” Quite charmed with the idea, Faith made no further objections, and they were soon out upon the quiet tide. ‘‘We will let the current take us down the river, and Eomicbooks.¢co =|