"I guess it's 'bout time," was the answer, "fur thar's two schools workin' into the cove, an' we'll have some fun." Three hours after, when they landed at the cove, fairly sated with pulling in the gamy little mackerel, and happy as two boys, Telly met them with a smile and the news that dinner was ready. CHAPTER XXXVI A NAMELESS COVE "We will go in my boat," said Telly the next afternoon when she and her admirer were ready to start on their trip to the cove, and unlocking a small annex to Uncle Terry's boathouse, showed him a dainty cedar craft, cushioned and carpeted. "You may help me launch the 'Sea Shell'" (as the boat was named), she added smiling, "and then you may steer." "No, that is the lady's privilege in all voyages," he answered, "and we must begin this one right." It was a good four-mile pull to the mouth of the inlet, and when he helped his fair passenger out he said, "Do you mean to say you rowed up here alone every day to work on that picture, Telly?" and he added hastily, "you will let me call you Telly now, won't you?" "Why not? All my friends do, and I feel you are my friend." Then she added, "Now I am going to have my revenge and make you pose while I sketch this time. It was the other way before." "I am glad it is," he said, "for my arms are too tired to use for an hour. How do you want me, flat on the rock fast asleep, the way I was when my boat drifted away?" "Oh, no," she replied hastily, "that would look as if you were dead, and as this is to be my reminder of you, I want you very much alive." She seemed in unusually good spirits, and in a far brighter mood than usual, and ready to jest and joke with unaffected gayety. As for the pose she wanted Albert to assume, she could not determine which she liked the best. "I want to sketch you in the position most natural to you here," she said finally, "and must ask you to choose that yourself." "Let us trim the boat the way mine was that day," he suggested at last, "and I will sit beside it and smoke while you work." The idea was adopted, and while Telly sketched, he smoked, contented to watch the winsome face, so oblivious of his admiring glances. "There," she observed, after a half hour of active pencilling, "please lay your cigar aside and look pleasant. I want to catch the expression of your face." When the sketch was completed she asked if he had any suggestions to make. "Only one," he replied, "and that is, I would like you in the picture and sitting beside me." She colored a little at this, for though utterly unused to the polite flatteries of society, she could not mistake his open admiration. "I would rather not be in it," she replied soberly. "I only want to see you as you are here to-day. It may be a long time before you come to the Cape again." It was an inadvertent speech, though quite expressive of her feelings, but she had no idea how anxious he was to obtain the insight it gave him. "Would you like me to come often?" he queried.