"Ah, the salt water, Miss Welse, the strong salt water and the big waves and the heavy boats for smooth or rough--that I know.

But the fresh water, and the little canoes, egg-shells, fairy bubbles; a big breath, a sigh, a heart-pulse too much, and pouf! over you go; not so, that I do not know." Baron Courbertin smiled self-commiseratingly and went on.
"But it is delightful, magnificent.

I have watched and envied.

Some day I shall learn." "It is not so difficult," St.Vincent interposed.

"Is it, Miss Welse?
Just a sure and delicate poise of mind and body--" "Like the tight-rope dancer ?" "Oh, you are incorrigible," Frona laughed.