nexpected shock was given to Baptista's listless mind
about an hour after the wedding service. They had nearly finished the
midday dinner when the now husband said to her father, 'We think of
starting about two. And the breeze being so fair we shall bring up
inside Pen-zephyr new pier about six at least.'

'What--are we going to Pen-zephyr?' said Baptista. 'I don't know
anything of it.'

'Didn't you tell her?' asked her father of Heddegan.

It transpired that, owing to the delay in her arrival, this proposal
too, among other things, had in the hurry not been mentioned to
her, except some time ago as a general suggestion that they would go
somewhere. Heddegan had imagined that any trip would be pleasant, and
one to the mainland the pleasantest of all.

She looked so distressed at the announcement that her husband
willingly offered to give it up, though he had not had a holiday off
the island for a whole year. Then she pondered on the inconvenience of
staying at Giant's Town, where all the inhabitants were bonded, by the
circumstances of their situation, into a sort of family party, which
permitted and encouraged on such occasions as these oral criticism
that was apt to disturb the equanimity of newly married girls, and
would especially worry Baptista in her strange situation. Hence,
unexpectedly, she agreed not to disorganize her husband's plans for
the wedding jaunt, and it was settled that, as originally intended,
they should proceed in a neighbour's sailing boat to the metropolis of
the district.

In this way they arrived at Pen-zephyr without difficulty or mishap.
Bidding adieu to Jenkin and his man, who had sailed them over, they
strolled arm in arm off the pier, Baptista silent, cold, and obedient.
Heddegan had arranged to take her as far as Plymouth before their
return, but to go no further than where they had landed that day.
Their first business was to find an inn; and in this they had
unexpected difficulty, since for some reason or other--possibly the
fine weather--many of the nearest at hand were full of tourists and
commercial travellers. He led her on till he reached a tavern which,
though comparatively unpretending, stood in as attractive a spot as
any in the town; and this, somewhat to their surprise after their
previous experience, they found apparently empty. The considerate old
man, thinking that Baptista was educated to artistic notions, though
he himself was deficient in them, had decided that i