“Take me aboard, Annie. I've got something for you.”
“All right, come down. You can take the sheet.”
Dick pushed off from the schooner's side and the Captain filled away toward the shore.
“Hold on, Annie, come about. I don't have to go in yet.”
“Where do you want to go?”
“I don't care—run out a little way.”
Annie brought her about and Dick watched her with admiring eyes. “Well, now,” he began, as they settled down for a run off the wind, “I didn't know whether I was going to get here to-day or not.”
“It was pretty bad.”
“You were thinking of me, weren't you, Annie?”
She smiled and gave her attention to the boat.