But Meldon was most unsympathetic.
"Besides," he said, "the chief haunt of the lobsters is at the other
side of the island, quite a long way off."
"I should like the walk," said Miss King, "and I'm sure there's a
charming view."
"It's very rough," said Meldon, "and you'd get your feet wet."
He nudged the Major as he spoke. It did not seem fair that the making
of all the excuses should be left to him.
"I really believe," said Miss King, "that you don't want me to go with
you, Mr. Meldon. It's most unkind of you. I'm beginning to think that
you don't like me. You said something quite rude to me the other day,
and I don't believe half you're saying to me now.--It's not dangerous
to catch lobsters, is it, Major Kent?"
The Major felt Meldon's eye on him. He was also aware that Miss King
was looking at him appealingly.
"No," he said; "at least, not very; not if you're careful about the way
you take hold of them."
"And I shouldn't get my feet wet, should I? not very wet?"
"No," said the Major, "or you might, of course. There's a sort of pool
at the other side of the island, and if you walked through it--; but
then you could go round it.
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