The Girl on the Boat - Penn State University
The Girl on the Boat - Penn State University
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“I shot at him,” said Jane. “My belief is that I missed<br />
him. Though how I came to do it beats me. I d<strong>on</strong>’t<br />
suppose I’ve missed a sitter like that since I was a child<br />
in <strong>the</strong> nursery. Of course,” she proceeded, looking <strong>on</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> reas<strong>on</strong>able side, “<strong>the</strong> visibility wasn’t good, but it’s<br />
no use saying I oughtn’t at least to have winged him,<br />
because I ought.” She shook her head with a touch of<br />
self-reproach. “I shall get chaffed about this if it comes<br />
out,” she said regretfully.<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> poor boy must be in his room,” said Mr.<br />
Mortimer.<br />
“Under <strong>the</strong> bed, if you ask me,” said Jane, blowing<br />
<strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> barrel of her gun and polishing it with <strong>the</strong> side<br />
of her hand. “He’s all right! Leave him al<strong>on</strong>e, and <strong>the</strong><br />
housemaid will sweep him up in <strong>the</strong> morning.”<br />
“Oh, he can’t be!” cried Billie, revolted.<br />
A girl of high spirit, it seemed to her repellent that<br />
<strong>the</strong> man she was engaged to marry should be displaying<br />
such a craven spirit. At that moment she despised<br />
and hated Bream Mortimer. I think she was wr<strong>on</strong>g,<br />
mind you. It is not my place to criticise <strong>the</strong> little group<br />
<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> <str<strong>on</strong>g>Girl</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Boat</strong><br />
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of people whose simple annals I am relating—my positi<strong>on</strong><br />
is merely that of a reporter—; but pers<strong>on</strong>ally I think<br />
highly of Bream’s sturdy comm<strong>on</strong>-sense. If somebody<br />
loosed off an elephant-gun at me in a dark corridor, I<br />
would climb <strong>on</strong> to <strong>the</strong> roof and pull it up after me.<br />
Still, rightly or wr<strong>on</strong>gly, that was how Billie felt; and it<br />
flashed across her mind that Samuel Marlowe, scoundrel<br />
though he was, would not have behaved like this.<br />
And for a moment a certain wistfulness added itself to<br />
<strong>the</strong> varied emoti<strong>on</strong>s <strong>the</strong>n engaging her mind.<br />
“I’ll go and look, if you like,” said Jane agreeably.<br />
“You amuse yourselves somehow till I come back.”<br />
She ran easily up <strong>the</strong> stairs, three at a time. Mr.<br />
Mortimer turned to Mr. Bennett.<br />
“It’s all very well your saying Wilhelmina mustn’t go,<br />
but, if she doesn’t, how can we get <strong>the</strong> police? <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> house<br />
isn’t <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> ‘ph<strong>on</strong>e, and nobody else can drive <strong>the</strong> car.”<br />
“That’s true,” said Mr. Bennett, wavering.<br />
“Of course, we could drop <strong>the</strong>m a post-card first thing<br />
to-morrow morning,” said Mr. Mortimer in his nasty<br />
sarcastic way.