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"
Oh
,
about
the
lake
first
--
how
beautiful
it
was
and
where
we
would
have
our
lunch
when
we
were
ready
for
it
.
And
then
we
rowed
along
the
west
shore
looking
for
water
lilies
.
She
was
so
happy
that
I
hated
to
bring
up
anything
just
then
,
and
so
we
just
kept
on
rowing
until
about
two
,
when
we
stopped
for
lunch
.
"
"
Just
where
was
that
?
Just
get
up
and
trace
on
the
map
with
that
pointer
there
just
where
you
did
go
and
how
long
you
stopped
and
for
what
.
"
And
so
Clyde
,
pointer
in
hand
and
standing
before
the
large
map
of
the
lake
and
region
which
particularly
concerned
this
tragedy
,
now
tracing
in
detail
the
long
row
along
the
shore
,
a
group
of
trees
,
which
,
after
having
lunch
,
they
had
rowed
to
see
--
a
beautiful
bed
of
water
lilies
which
they
had
lingered
over
--
each
point
at
which
they
had
stopped
,
until
reaching
Moon
Cove
at
about
five
in
the
afternoon
,
they
had
been
so
entranced
by
its
beauty
that
they
had
merely
sat
and
gazed
,
as
he
said
.
Afterwards
,
in
order
that
he
might
take
some
pictures
,
they
had
gone
ashore
in
the
woods
nearby
--
he
all
the
while
preparing
himself
to
tell
Roberta
of
Miss
X
and
ask
her
for
her
final
decision
.
And
then
having
left
the
bag
on
shore
for
a
few
moments
while
they
rowed
out
and
took
some
snapshots
in
the
boat
,
they
had
drifted
in
the
calm
of
the
water
and
the
stillness
and
beauty
until
finally
he
had
gathered
sufficient
courage
to
tell
her
what
was
in
his
heart
.
And
at
first
,
as
he
now
said
,
Roberta
seemed
greatly
startled
and
depressed
and
began
crying
a
little
,
saying
that
perhaps
it
was
best
for
her
not
to
live
any
longer
--
she
felt
so
miserable
.
But
,
afterwards
,
when
he
had
impressed
on
her
the
fact
that
he
was
really
sorry
and
perfectly
willing
to
make
amends
,
she
had
suddenly
changed
and
begun
to
grow
more
cheerful
,
and
then
of
a
sudden
,
in
a
burst
of
tenderness
and
gratefulness
--
he
could
not
say
exactly
--
she
had
jumped
up
and
tried
to
come
to
him
.
Her
arms
were
outstretched
and
she
moved
as
if
to
throw
herself
at
his
feet
or
into
his
lap
.
But
just
then
,
her
foot
,
or
her
dress
,
had
caught
and
she
had
stumbled
.
And
he
--
camera
in
hand
--
(
a
last
minute
decision
or
legal
precaution
on
the
part
of
Jephson
)
--
had
risen
instinctively
to
try
to
catch
her
and
stop
her
fall
.
Perhaps
--
he
would
not
be
able
to
say
here
--
her
face
or
hand
had
struck
the
camera
.
At
any
rate
,
the
next
moment
,
before
he
quite
understood
how
it
all
happened
,
and
without
time
for
thought
or
action
on
his
part
or
hers
,
both
were
in
the
water
and
the
boat
,
which
had
overturned
,
seemed
to
have
struck
Roberta
,
for
she
seemed
to
be
stunned
.
"
I
called
to
her
to
try
to
get
to
the
boat
--
it
was
moving
away
--
to
take
hold
of
it
,
but
she
did
n't
seem
to
hear
me
or
understand
what
I
meant
.
I
was
afraid
to
go
too
near
her
at
first
because
she
was
striking
out
in
every
direction
--
and
before
I
could
swim
ten
strokes
forward
her
head
had
gone
down
once
and
come
up
and
then
gone
down
again
for
a
second
time
.
By
then
the
boat
had
floated
all
of
thirty
or
forty
feet
away
and
I
knew
that
I
could
n't
get
her
into
that
.
And
then
I
decided
that
if
I
wanted
to
save
myself
I
had
better
swim
ashore
.
"
And
once
there
,
as
he
now
narrated
,
it
suddenly
occurred
to
him
how
peculiar
and
suspicious
were
all
the
circumstances
surrounding
his
present
position
.
He
suddenly
realized
,
as
he
now
said
,
how
had
the
whole
thing
looked
from
the
beginning
.
The
false
registering
.
The
fact
his
bag
was
there
--
hers
not
.
Besides
,
to
return
now
meant
that
he
would
have
to
explain
and
it
would
become
generally
known
--
and
everything
connected
with
his
life
would
go
--
Miss
X
,
his
work
,
his
social
position
--
all
--
whereas
,
if
he
said
nothing
(
and
here
it
was
,
and
for
the
first
time
,
as
he
now
swore
,
that
this
thought
occurred
to
him
)
,
it
might
be
assumed
that
he
too
had
drowned
.
In
view
of
this
fact
and
that
any
physical
help
he
might
now
give
her
would
not
restore
her
to
life
,
and
that
acknowledgment
would
mean
only
trouble
for
him
and
shame
for
her
,
he
decided
to
say
nothing
.
And
so
,
to
remove
all
traces
,
he
had
taken
off
his
clothes
and
wrung
them
out
and
wrapped
them
for
packing
as
best
he
could
.
Next
,
having
left
the
tripod
on
shore
with
his
bag
,
he
decided
to
hide
that
,
and
did
.
His
first
straw
hat
,
the
one
without
the
lining
(
but
about
which
absent
lining
he
now
declared
he
knew
nothing
)
,
had
been
lost
with
the
overturning
of
the
boat
,
and
so
now
he
had
put
on
the
extra
one
he
had
with
him
,
although
he
also
had
a
cap
which
he
might
have
worn
.
(
He
usually
carried
an
extra
hat
on
a
trip
because
so
often
,
it
seemed
,
something
happened
to
one
.
)
Then
he
had
ventured
to
walk
south
through
the
woods
toward
a
railroad
which
he
thought
cut
through
the
woods
in
that
direction
.
He
had
not
known
of
any
automobile
road
through
there
then
,
and
as
for
making
for
the
Cranstons
so
directly
,
he
confessed
quite
simply
that
he
would
naturally
have
gone
there
.
They
were
his
friends
and
he
wanted
to
get
off
somewhere
where
he
could
think
about
this
terrible
thing
that
had
descended
upon
him
so
suddenly
out
of
a
clear
sky
.
And
then
having
testified
to
so
much
--
and
no
more
appearing
to
occur
either
to
Jephson
or
himself
--
the
former
after
a
pause
now
turned
and
said
,
most
distinctly
and
yet
somehow
quietly
:
