He told me I might always use it . '' She pushed open the door and entered , followed by Ethel . The interior was rough but clean . It was a small room , lighted by one tiny window looking out on the water . In one corner a rough ladder led up to the loft above . The bare lathed walls were hung with fishing jackets , nets , mackerel lines and other shore appurtenances . A little stove bore a kettle and a frying pan . A low board table was strewn with dishes and the cold remnants of a hasty repast ; benches were placed along the walls . A fat , bewhiskered kitten , looking as if it were cut out of black velvet , was dozing on the window sill . `` This is Young Si 's cat , '' explained Agnes , patting the creature , which purred joyously and opened its sleepy green eyes . `` It 's the only thing he cares for , I believe . Witch ! Witch ! How are you , Witch ? Well , here 's the spyglass . Let 's go out and have a look . Si 's catching mackerel , '' announced Agnes a few minutes later , after she had scrutinized each boat in turn , `` and he wo n't be in for an hour yet . If you like , we have time for a walk up the shore . '' The sun slipped lower and lower in the creamy sky , leaving a trail of sparkles that ran across the water and lost itself in the west . Sea gulls soared and dipped , and tiny `` sand peeps '' flitted along the beach .
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