"I am much obliged to you, Mr. Cavendish," said she, walking away from the steps.
"That was mean of you, Don John," muttered Laud, as Donald came down the steps to assist in shoving off the Juno.
"What was mean?"
"Why, to tell Nellie she would not enjoy the sail with me."
"She could do as she pleased."
"But you told her the Juno was wet," added Laud, angrily.
"She is wet when it blows."
"No matter if she is. It was mean of you to say anything about it, after all I have done for you."
"It wasn't mean to tell the truth, and save her from a ducking, and I don't know what you have done for me."
"You don't? Didn't I buy this boat of you, and pay you fifty dollars more than she is worth?"