She appeared to be greatly disturbed by the discovery.
"Josephine has made a dreadful mistake," she said. "She has put up lunch enough for two!"
"It mustn't be wasted," said I, gravely. "I'm afraid you'll have to come fishing with me after all, Thusis."
There appeared to be no other way out of it. At least neither of us suggested any other way.
"Oh, dear," she said, looking up at me, and the very devil was in her gray eyes.
Which discovery preoccupied me when she went back to the house for her hat and for another rod which she had, it seemed, discovered in the laundry, all equipped for business.
The agreeable tingle of subdued excitement permeated me as she returned with the rod but without any hat.
"I don't need one," she said, calmly, pulling out several hair pins.
And then I saw a thick mass of molten gold tumble down; and the swift white fingers of Thusis dividing it into two heavy braids—a thrilling sight—and once, in the thrall of that enchantment where I stood motionless to watch her at this lovely office, I became aware of her lifted eyes—two celestial assassins intent on doing me deep harm.
Then, still busy with her hair, she moved slowly forward across the grass beside me, silently, almost stealthily—for, in the slow and supple grace of her I seemed to divine something almost menacing to me.