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Identifier: underfalsecolour00doud (find matches)
Title: Under false colours
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Doudney, Sarah, 1843-1926 Kilburne, G. G
Subjects: Children's stories, English
Publisher: New York, Scribner and Welford
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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eeldisposed to go straight back to Church Path. So sheturned into one of the many lanes which led down to thesea, and seated herself on a piece of timber which waslying half in and half out of the water. Fishermen were mending their nets close by; water-men were loitering about and waiting for fares; but noone took any heed of the tired girl who sat there busy w with her own musings. Oh, what sad musings theywere ! She did not hear the mens rough voices as shegazed far out across the quiet sea. She was alone ; un-protected and uncared for, away from the clasp of lovinghands, beyond the sound of loving words. The watercarne washing over the old timber as if it invited her toleave the shore and its troubles, and trust herself to thebroad bosom of the deep. I said I will sail to my love this nightOn the other side of the world, thought Cherry, yearning for her absent friend, and look-ing with wistful eyes at a little yacht that was lying atanchor in the dreamy sunshine. When would Cissys
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FARTHER AND FARTHER AWAY ! 217 letter come to brighten this desolate life ? When mightshe write and tell her the whole story of Arnold deWilton and his half-acknowledged love ? There was an old boat, drawn up just out of reach ofthe tide, that served to screen Cherry from the eyes of themen who were loitering about the landing place. Byglancing round its stern she could see the broad-chestedfellows in dark blue jerseys and woollen caps; and sud-denly she caught sight of little Walters father amongthem. There was a look of his boy in his frank blueeyes, and his merry laugh was good to hear. But, in thevery middle of a capital joke, he broke off to salute ayoung man in a grey tweed suit, who came slowlydown to the water side. The girl seated on the timber became as white asdeath, and trembled like a leaf. As the young manstepped lightly into Stevensons boat she caught a fullview of his face; and it was a face that she had lastlooked upon in the ball-room at Heatherdown. It wasArnold de

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