Beadle's Dime Novels No. 131 — page 71: what you’re looking at

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SMALL-TALK. "5 She laughed incredulously. He blushed fiery red under her pretended scorn. “Tam not so very cowardly, Miss Tangee. I will jump overboard and swim ashore, now, if you think so.” “Oh, don’t, Mr Wade! I did not accuse you of coward- ice.” . “Tm afraid you will take cold. You are perfectly drench- ed.” “ When you make me take cold by wetting me, it will be when I’ve ceased to be the sea nymph which you have been pleased to call me.” *« But the rain is not like the salt water.” “Tf I were a bale of silk, or a cask of sugar, you might be uneasy.” “Sugar is a vulgar invention, Miss Tangee; you are sweetness in the concrete, but of so dainty a nature that the very mention of sugar ‘ is. commonplace, and not to. be en- dured ’ ?” “Tam glud we are almost home, Mr. Wade. You usually take advantage of. the limited sphere of a small-boat to inflict upon me your practice.” , “ Practice ?” : “Yes! I take it for granted that you are preparing for a winter's siege of some city belle, and are making me a target to practice your small fire of compliments, etc., “Miss Tangee, is it possible ?” “ Yes; and here comes father, in a skiff, looking for us. He is afraid we were lost in the squall. I shall get in his boat and go home with him, so as to be out of reach of your “ Old Joe was considerably relieved when he saw the couple safe, He rowed alongside, in answer to Tangee’s request, but the waves were still tossing angrily, and she was obliged to keep to her companion. The drenching did not harm the young lady, but it gave Mr. Wade a slight sore throat. He could not sing fora day or two, and Tangee had to make him some hoarhound Syrup. | It may be imagined that the days were neither long nor ConmicboOoks.com ot