Joan and Fowey followed more at their leisure, constraint and silence
between them like a wall. The girl was deeply disappointed with the
expedition, as far as it had gone, doubting whether anything better
would follow, and still labouring under that unaccountable depression
which had settled down upon her spirits at sight of Quard on the New
Bedford boat. Fowey, no less disgusted, was puzzled by his companion's
attitude, at once tolerant and aloof, keenly watchful for an opening
through which to pursue his conquest, and wondering how it would end. If
she were simply bent on tantalizing him again, for her own amusement....
He swore angrily but inaudibly.
Near the shore end of the pier they delayed to watch the antics of the
hundreds of bathers churning the shallows in front of huge and hideous
bathing establishments. In countless numbers, they dotted the sea like
flies and darkened the sun-baked, unclean sands, into which their feet
had trodden the wreckage of ten thousand lunches.
Fowey said something inexpressively cynical about the resemblance of the
scene below to a congregation of bacilli crawling upon a slide beneath a
microscope.
Joan heard without response, either vocal or mental. She resented
bitterly the superior attitude adopted by her companion. For her part,
she would have asked nothing better than to mingle with the throng and
taste those crude pleasures so dear to its simple heart and, had she but
dared admit it, to her own. But she had Fowey to live up to.
Very heartily she regretted the impulse which had dictated her
invitation. She had been far happier alone--though it would have been
strange had she been suffered to remain long alone.
By the time they left the pier, the evening was so far advanced that the
myriad lights of the tawdry town were flashing into being. They
debouched into a roaring mob which filled the wide avenue from curb to
curb, packed so densely, though in constant motion, that trolley cars
and automobiles forced a way through it only at a snail's pace and with
great difficulty. Encouraged by the excessive heat which rendered Town
intolerable to all who had the means to escape it, the week-end swarming
had begun in all sincerity. In spite of the terrific congestion which
already obtained in all the streets and avenues and beaches, piers,
amusement parks, catch-penny shows, saloons, and restaurants, scarcely a
minute passed without the arrival at some one of the trolley terminals
of a car packed to the guards with more visitors.
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