The lights on the landing twinkled brighter and brighter, and presently figures could be seen moving here and there. The steamer, grumbling with every chug of the wheel, was brought around, and the roustabouts crowded along the rail, ready to make her fast.
Guinevere and Hinton stood on the upper deck under his umbrella and waited.
Directly below them on the dock a small, fantastic figure made frantic efforts to attract their attention. He stood uncovered, regardless of the rain, madly waving his hat.
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“Is that anybody you know?” asked Hinton.
Guinevere, who was watching the lights on the water, started guiltily.
“Where?” she asked.
“Down to the right—that comical little codger in the checked suit.”
Guinevere looked, then turned upon Hinton eyes that were big with indignation. “Why, of course,” she said; “that’s Mr. Opp.”
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