He told of long days when they
were becalmed upon the green deep, when the vessel seemed
"A painted ship upon a painted ocean."
With her marvelous fancy and quick imagination she followed him
to the wondrous depth of silent waters where strange shapes,
never seen by human eye, abound. She hung upon his words; he saw
it, and rejoiced in his success. He did not startle her by any
further compliment, but when their walk was ended he told her
that morning would live in his memory as the happiest time of his
life.
After a few days it seemed to become a settled thing that
Beatrice should meet Hugh Fernely. Lillian wondered that her
sister so often preferred lonely rambles, but she saw the
beautiful face she loved so dearly grow brighter and happier,
never dreaming the cause.
For many long days little thought of Hugh Fernely came to
Beatrice. Her mind ran always upon what he had told her--upon
his description of what he had seen and heard. He noted this,
and waited with a patience born of love for the time when she
should take an interest in him.
Words were weak in which to express the passionate love he felt
for this beautiful and stately young girl.
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