Louise to see no peril when they ran almost on the edge of the
maelstrom over Gull Rocks. "I know this coast by heart," he said. "I
believe there's not one of them sailing out of the Haven who is a
better pilot than I am. At least, I've learned _that_ outside of
textbooks," and he smiled at her.

Louise wondered how good an education this scion of a Cape Cod family
really had secured. The longer she was in his company the more she was
amazed by his language and manners. She noted, too, that he was much
better dressed to-day. His flannels were not new; indeed they were
rather shabby. But the garments' original cost must have been
prohibitive for a young man in his supposed position. Very likely,
however, they had been given him, second-hand, by some member of the
family for which he worked.

The more she saw of him, and the more she thought about it, the greater
was Louise's disappointment in Lawford Tapp. She was not exactly sorry
she had come out with him in the motor boat; but her feeling toward him
was distinctly different when she landed, from that which had been
roused in her first acquaintance.

It was true he was not an idle young man--not exactly. But he betrayed
an ability and a training that should already have raised him above his
present situation in the social scale, as Louise understood it. She
was disappointed, and although she bade Lawford Tapp good-bye
pleasantly she was secretly unhappy.

The next morning she chanced to need several little things that were
not to be found in Cap'n Abe's store and she went uptown in quest of
them. At midday she was still thus engaged, so she went to the Inn for
lunch.

Gusty Durgin spied her as she entered and found a small table for
Louise where she would be alone. A fat woman whom Gusty mentioned as
"the boss's sister, Sara Ann Whipple," helped wait upon the guests.
Several of the business men of the town, as well as the guests of the
Inn, took their dinners there.

To one man, sitting alone at a table not far distant, Louise saw that
Gusty was particularly attentive. He was typically a city man; one
could not for a moment mistake him for a product of the Cape.

He was either a young-old or an old-young looking man, his hair graying
at the temples, but very luxuriant and worn rather long. A bright
complexion and beautifully kept teeth and hands marked him as one more
than usually careful of his personal appearance. Indeed, his character
seem