I told her all.

She hadn't known a bit of it! The boat had so gently drifted off, and had so gently grounded among the reeds, that the voyage had never so much as disturbed their games of checkers.
"He plays such a splendid game," Euphemia sobbed, "and just as you came, I thought I was going to beat him.

I had two kings and two pieces on the next to last row, and you are nearly drowned.

You'll get your death of cold--and--and he had only one king." She led me away and I undressed and washed myself and put on my Sunday clothes.
When I reappeared I went out on deck with Euphemia.

The boarder was there, standing by the petunia bed.