But he would master her completely first. Of that she felt sure.
It appeared that he had descended upon White Windows unexpectedly. He had
been cruising round the coast and, without troubling to apprise Lady Susan
of his intention, had suddenly elected to pay her a visit, and his yacht,
the _Sphinx_, was now lying at anchor in Silverquay Bay.
"And even now I don't know how long he proposes staying!" smiled his aunt.
"How long?" He smiled back at her. "The question is, how long will you put
up with me? I don't think--now"--with a swift, audacious glance which Ann
refused to meet--"that I can do better than throw myself on the hospitality
of White Windows for the remainder of the summer."
"My dear boy"--Lady Susan beamed. "Will you really? I should love to have
you; you know that. And, after all"--with a twinkle--"Silverquay has its
amusements. We take tea with each other, and boat, and bathe--"
"I can do all those things," said Forrester modestly. He turned suddenly to
Ann. "Can you swim?"
"I can keep up for about two strokes," she replied, smiling. "After that,
overcome by my own prowess, I sink like a stone."
"Then I'll teach you," he said. "We'll begin to-morrow.
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