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Stevenson, Robert Louis

"The Wrecker"

But I must first tell you my
excuse, and the change that had befallen Pinkerton.
About a week after the picnic to which he escorted
Mamie, Pinkerton avowed the state of his affections.
From what I had observed on board the steamer--where,
methought, Mamie waited on him with her limpid eyes--I
encouraged the bashful lover to proceed; and the very
next evening he was carrying me to call on his
affianced.
"You must befriend her, Loudon, as you have always
befriended me," he said pathetically.
"By saying disagreeable things? I doubt if that be the
way to a young lady's favour," I replied; "and since
this picnicking I begin to be a man of some
experience."
"Yes, you do nobly there; I can't describe how I admire
you," he cried. "Not that she will ever need it; she
has had every advantage. God knows what I have done to
deserve her. O man, what a responsibility this is for
a rough fellow and not always truthful!"
"Brace up, old man--brace up!" said I.
But when we reached Mamie's boarding-house, it was
almost with tears that he presented me.


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