"
"Brave!" she repudiated. "I love you. I never knew how much, how
really much, I loved you as when I was losing you. And now let's
work for shore. I want you all alone with me, your arms around me,
while I tell you all you are to me and shall always be to me."
In another half-hour, swimming strong and steadily, they landed on
the beach and walked up the hard wet sand among the sand-loafers
and sun-baskers.
"What were the two of you doing out there?" queried one of the
Outrigger captains. "Cutting up?"
"Cutting up," Ida Barton answered with a smile.
"We're the village cut-ups, you know," was Lee Barton's assurance.
That evening, the evening's engagement cancelled, found the two, in
a big chair, in each other's arms.
"Sonny sails to-morrow noon," she announced casually and irrelevant
to anything in the conversation. "He's going out to the Malay
Coast to inspect what's been done with that lumber and rubber
company of his."
"First I've heard of his leaving us," Lee managed to say, despite
his surprise.
"I was the first to hear of it," she added.
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