The Girl on the Boat - Penn State University
The Girl on the Boat - Penn State University
The Girl on the Boat - Penn State University
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CHAPTER IX<br />
Rough Work at a Dinner Table<br />
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AFTER THE FIRST SHOCK of ast<strong>on</strong>ishment, Sam Marlowe<br />
had listened to his fa<strong>the</strong>r’s harangue with a growing<br />
indignati<strong>on</strong> which, towards <strong>the</strong> end of <strong>the</strong> speech, had<br />
assumed proporti<strong>on</strong>s of a cold fury. If <strong>the</strong>re is <strong>on</strong>e thing<br />
<strong>the</strong> which your high-spirited young man resents, it is<br />
being <strong>the</strong> toy of Fate. He chafes at <strong>the</strong> idea that Fate<br />
had got it all mapped out for him. Fate, thought Sam,<br />
had c<strong>on</strong>structed a cheap, mushy, sentimental, five-reel<br />
film scenario, and without c<strong>on</strong>sulting him had had <strong>the</strong><br />
cool cheek to cast him for <strong>on</strong>e of <strong>the</strong> puppets. He<br />
seemed to see Fate as a thin female with a soppy expressi<strong>on</strong><br />
and pince-nez, sniffing a little as she worked<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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<strong>the</strong> thing out. He could picture her glutinous satisfacti<strong>on</strong><br />
as she re-read her scenario and gloated over its<br />
sure-fire qualities. <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>re was not a flaw in <strong>the</strong> c<strong>on</strong>structi<strong>on</strong>.<br />
It started off splendidly with a romantic meeting,<br />
had ‘em guessing half-way through when <strong>the</strong> hero and<br />
heroine quarrelled and parted—apparently for ever, and<br />
now <strong>the</strong> stage was all set for <strong>the</strong> rec<strong>on</strong>ciliati<strong>on</strong> and <strong>the</strong><br />
slow fade-out <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> embrace. To bring this last scene<br />
about, Fate had had to permit herself a slight coincidence,<br />
but she did not jib at that. What we call coincidences<br />
are merely <strong>the</strong> occasi<strong>on</strong>s when Fate gets stuck<br />
in a plot and has to invent <strong>the</strong> next situati<strong>on</strong> in a hurry.<br />
Sam Marlowe felt sulky and defiant. This girl had<br />
treated him shamefully and he wanted to have nothing<br />
more to do with her. If he had had his wish, he<br />
would never have met her again. Fate, in her interfering<br />
way, had forced this meeting <strong>on</strong> him and was now<br />
complacently looking to him to behave in a suitable<br />
manner. Well, he would show her! In a few sec<strong>on</strong>ds<br />
now, Billie and he would be meeting. He would be<br />
distant and polite. He would be cold and aloof. He