His handsome , sunburned face was very white . Ethel Lennox turned abruptly and silently and walked swiftly across the sand . Agnes felt her arm touched , and turned to see Ethel standing , pale and erect , beside her . `` Let us go home , '' said the latter unsteadily . `` It is very damp here -- I feel chilled . '' `` Oh , dear ! '' exclaimed Agnes penitently . `` I ought to have told you to bring a shawl . It is always damp on the shore after sunset . Here , Snuffy , give me my mackerel . Thank you . I 'm ready now , Miss Lennox . '' They reached the lane before Agnes remembered to ask the question Ethel dreaded . `` Oh , did you see Young Si ? And what do you think of him ? '' Ethel turned her face away and answered with studied carelessness . `` He seems to be quite a superior fisherman so far as I could see in the dim light . It was very dusky there , you know . Let us walk a little faster . My shoes are quite wet . ''
When they reached home , Miss XXXXX excused herself on the plea of weariness and went straight to her room .
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