"Tell me; did you look absurd--then?" she dashed ahead.
A return to fresh water, after all! "Why," he rejoined reluctantly, "no
man, dressed in all his clothes, looks any the better for being soaked
through."
"And Amy,--she must have looked absolutely ridiculous! That wide, flapping
hat, and all! I had been telling her for weeks that it was out of style."
"She threw it away," said Cope shortly. "And I suppose her hair looked as
well as a woman's ever does, when she's in the water."
"Well," she observed, "it's one thing to be ridiculous and another to go on
being ridiculous. I hope you don't mean to do that?"
The pronoun "you" has its equivocal aspects. Her expression, while marked
enough, threw no clear light. Cope took the entire onus on himself.
"Of course no man would choose to be ridiculous--still less to stay so. Do,
please, let me keep on dry land; I'm beginning to feel water-logged." He
shifted his ground. "Why do you try to make it seem that I don't care to
talk with you?"
"Because you don't. Haven't I noticed it?"
"I haven't. It seems to me that I----"
"Of course you haven't.
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