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She
appeared
to
hesitate
,
swinging
one
leg
to
and
fro
while
she
regarded
me
sideways
with
half
-
shut
eyes
.
“
It
’
s
a
dead
secret
,
”
I
said
artfully
.
“
A
secret
between
us
two
,
and
nobody
knows
it
except
ourselves
!
”
Then
she
promised
,
nodding
violently
,
big
-
eyed
,
her
mouth
pursed
up
small
.
The
delight
of
revelation
,
and
the
bliss
of
possessing
a
secret
,
run
each
other
very
close
.
But
the
latter
generally
wins
—
for
a
time
.
I
had
passed
the
mutton
stage
and
was
weltering
in
warm
rice
pudding
,
before
I
found
leisure
to
pause
and
take
in
things
generally
;
and
then
a
glance
in
the
direction
of
the
window
told
me
,
to
my
dismay
,
that
it
was
raining
hard
.
This
was
annoying
in
every
way
,
for
,
even
if
it
cleared
up
later
,
the
worms
—
I
knew
well
from
experience
—
would
be
offensively
numerous
and
frisky
.
Sulkily
I
said
grace
and
accompanied
the
others
upstairs
to
the
schoolroom
;
where
I
got
out
my
paint
-
box
and
resolved
to
devote
myself
seriously
to
Art
,
which
of
late
I
had
much
neglected
.
Harold
got
hold
of
a
sheet
of
paper
and
a
pencil
,
retired
to
a
table
in
the
corner
,
squared
his
elbows
,
and
protruded
his
tongue
.
Literature
had
always
been
HIS
form
of
artistic
expression
.
Selina
had
a
fit
of
the
fidgets
,
bred
of
the
unpromising
weather
,
and
,
instead
of
settling
down
to
something
on
her
own
account
,
must
needs
walk
round
and
annoy
us
artists
,
intent
on
embodying
our
conceptions
of
the
ideal
.
She
had
been
looking
over
my
shoulder
some
minutes
before
I
knew
of
it
;
or
I
would
have
had
a
word
or
two
to
say
upon
the
subject
.
“
I
suppose
you
call
that
thing
a
ship
,
”
she
remarked
contemptuously
.
“
Who
ever
heard
of
a
pink
ship
?
Hoo
-
hoo
!
”
I
stifled
my
wrath
,
knowing
that
in
order
to
score
properly
it
was
necessary
to
keep
a
cool
head
.
“
There
is
a
pink
ship
,
”
I
observed
with
forced
calmness
,
“
lying
in
the
toy
-
shop
window
now
.
You
can
go
and
look
at
it
if
you
like
.
D
’
you
suppose
you
know
more
about
ships
than
the
fellows
who
make
’
em
?
”
Selina
,
baffled
for
the
moment
,
returned
to
the
charge
presently
.
“
Those
are
funny
things
,
too
,
”
she
observed
.
“
S
’
pose
they
’
re
meant
to
be
trees
.
But
they
’
re
BLUE
.
”
