Winslow set his teeth together and registered a mental vow to wring Rufus Hent 's sunburned neck at the first opportunity . He escorted Nelly to the table and waited on her with ostentatious deference , while Mrs. Keyton-Wells glanced at him stonily and made up her mind to tell his mother when she went home . Nelly 's social ostracism did not affect her appetite . But after lunch was over , she walked down to the skiff . Winslow followed her . `` Do you want to go home ? '' he asked . `` Yes , it 's time I went , for the cats may be raidin ' the pantry . But you must not come ; your friends here want you . '' `` Nonsense ! '' said Winslow sulkily . `` If you are going I am too . '' But Nelly was too quick for him ; she sprang into the skiff , unwound the rope , and pushed off before he guessed her intention . `` I can row myself home and I mean to , '' she announced , taking up the oars defiantly . `` Nelly , '' he implored . 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 XXXXX Mrs. Keyton-Wells , Evans , himself , Nelly -- in fact , with all the world .
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