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ed Miss Collingsby to her seat, I hoisted the mainsail, and in a few moments we were standing out of the river. CHAPTER XV. IN WHICH PHIL GOES TO WORK IN THE COOK-ROOM OF THE MARIAN. "All right, Phil; hoist the jib," said Mr. Waterford, as soon as we were out of the river. I cleared away the jib and hoisted it, the skipper hauling aft the sheet, and trimming the sail. The wind was from the westward, rather light for one who was fond of a smashing time on the water, and it was one of the most perfect of summer days. The Marian was headed in the direction of her rival, which appeared to be working towards the south-east corner of the lake. My impression was, that Mr. Whippleton intended to land at this point, and take a train to the east. I was prepared to follow the instruction which I had given the entry clerk, and pursue the fugitive to the other side of the continent. [Illustration: THE SAIL ON THE LAKE. Page 171.] This boating excursion had been planned by Waterford and our junior partner, but of course it was not possible that the former knew the purposes of the latter; at least, such was my view of the matter at first, though I afterwards had occasion to change my mind. I was satisfied now, if I had not been before, that Mr. Whippleton meant to leave Chicago forever. He had done all the mischief in his power there, and to remain any longer would result in a mortifying exposure. Like other smart rogues, he had gathered together all he could, and was going to some distant locality to enjoy it. Miss Collingsby had seated herself in the stern sheets of the boat, and was watching the waters that rippled under the counter. I thought she was not very well satisfied with herself for what she had done, and rather wished herself on shore again. If she knew her prudent and dignified father's opinion of Mr. Waterford, it would not have been strange that she was dissatisfied with herself. "This is a magnificent day for a sail," said Mr. Waterford, gayly, as he glanced at his fair companion. "Elegant," replied she, but in a tone which indicated that she was not in the full enjoyment of the sail or the day. "Would you like to take the helm and steer, Miss Collingsby?" "No, I thank you; not now." "You enjoyed it so much when we sailed last time, that I thought you were cut out for a sailor." "Half the pleasure of sailing is the company you have with you," added Marian. "And you think you are
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