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"Have you a boat here?"

"The boat-house is locked and I haven't the key with

me, sir," he replied without exciteer

at his tone of irreproachable respect, and at ht,

and the woodland behind s of shadow and e I

stamped my foot

"Lead the way back," I roared

I had turned toward the woodland when suddenly

there stole across the water a voice,-a woman's voice,

deep, ry if I were you!" it

said, with a lingering note on the word angry

"Who are you? What are you doing there?" I bawled

"Just enjoying a little tranquil thought!" was the

drawling, lide of

the canoe, and saw faintly its outline for awood, were

an unknoorld,-the canoe, a boat of dreaentlemen!"

"It was a lady, sir," remarked Bates, after we had

waited silently for a full minute

"How clever you are!" I sneered "I suppose ladies

prowl about here at night, shooting ducks or into people's