Nelly looked at him wickedly . `` You 'd better go back to your friends . That old woman with the eyeglasses is watchin ' you . '' Winslow said something strong under his breath as he went back to the others . Will Evans and his chums began to chaff him about Nelly , but he looked so dangerous that they concluded to stop . There is no denying that Winslow was in a fearful temper just then with Mrs. Keyton-Wells , Evans , himself , Nelly -- in fact , with all the world . His friends drove him home in the evening on their way to the station and dropped him at the Beckwith farm . At dusk he went moodily down to the shore . Far up the Bend was dim and shadowy and stars were shining above the wooded shores . Over the river the Pennington farmhouse lights twinkled out alluringly . Winslow watched them until he could stand it no longer . Nelly had made off with his skiff , but Perry Beckwith 's dory was ready to hand . In five minutes , Winslow was grounding her on the West shore . Nelly was sitting on a rock at the landing place . He went over and sat down silently beside her . A full moon was rising above the dark hills up the Bend and in the faint light the girl was wonderfully lovely . `` I thought you were n't comin ' over at all tonight , '' she said , smiling up at him , `` and I was sorry , because I wanted to say goodbye to you . '' `` Goodbye ? Nelly , you 're not going away ? '' `` Yes .
The cats were XXXXX the pantry when I got home . ''
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