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WhenAnneenteredandtookherseatshewasalwaysloudlyhailedbyMillerLovedayashewhettedhisknife；butfromBobshecondescendedtoacceptnosuchfamiliargreeting，andtheyoftensatdowntogetherasifeachhadablindeyeinthedirectionoftheother。Bobsometimestoldseriousandcorrectstoriesaboutsea-
captains，pilots，boatswains，mates，ableseamen，andothercuriousfaunaofthemarineworld；buttheseweredirectlyaddressedtohisfatherandMrs。Loveday，Annebeingincludedattheclinching-pointbyaglanceonly。Hesometimesopenedbottlesofsweetciderforher，andthenshethankedhim；buteventhisdidnotleadtoherencouraginghischat。
OnedaywhenAnnewasparinganappleshewasleftattablewiththeyoungman。’Ihavemadesomethingforyou，’hesaid。
Shelookedalloverthetable；nothingwastheresavetheordinaryremnants。
’OIdon’tmeanthatitishere；itisoutbythebridgeatthemill-head。’
Hearose，andAnnefollowedwithcuriosityinhereyes，andwithherfirmlittlemouthpouteduptoapuzzledshape。Onreachingthemossymill-headshefoundthathehadfixedinthekeendampdraughtwhichalwaysprevailedoverthewheelanAEolianharpoflargesize。
Atpresentthestringswerepartlycoveredwithacloth。Heliftedit，andthewiresbegantoemitaweirdharmonywhichmingledcuriouslywiththeplashingofthewheel。
’Imadeitonpurposeforyou，MissGarland，’hesaid。
Shethankedhimverywarmly，forshehadneverseenanythinglikesuchaninstrumentbefore，anditinterestedher。’Itwasverythoughtfulofyoutomakeit，’sheadded。’Howcameyoutothinkofsuchathing？’
’OIdon’tknowexactly，’hereplied，asifhedidnotcaretobequestionedonthepoint。’Ihavenevermadeoneinmylifetillnow。’
Everynightafterthis，duringthemournfulgalesofautumn，thestrangemixedmusicofwater，wind，andstringsmetherear，swellingandsinkingwithanalmostsupernaturalcadence。ThecharacteroftheinstrumentwasfarenoughremovedfromanythingshehadhithertoseenofBob’shobbies；sothatshemarvelledpleasantlyatthenewdepthsofpoetrythiscontrivancerevealedasexistentinthatyoungseaman’snature，andallowedheremotionstoflowoutyetalittlefurtherintheolddirection，notwithstandingherlatesevereresolvetobarthemback。
Onebreezynight，whenthemillwaskeptgoingintothesmallhours，andthewindwasexactlyinthedirectionofthewater-current，themusicsomingledwithherdreamsastowakeher:itseemedtorhythmicallysetitselftothewords，’Rememberme！thinkofme！’
Shewasmuchimpressed；thesoundswerealmosttootouching；andshespoketoBobthenextmorningonthesubject。
’Howstrangeitisthatyoushouldhavethoughtoffixingthatharpwherethewatergushes！’shegentlyobserved。’Itaffectsmealmostpainfullyatnight。Youarepoetical，CaptainBob。Butitistoo——
toosad！’
’Iwilltakeitaway，’saidCaptainBobpromptly。’Itcertainlyistoosad；Ithoughtsomyself。Imyselfwaskeptawakebyitonenight。’
’Howcameyoutothinkofmakingsuchapeculiarthing？’
’Well，’saidBob，’itishardlyworthsayingwhy。Itisnotagoodplaceforsuchaqueernoisymachine；andI’lltakeitaway。’
’Onsecondthoughts，’saidAnne，’Ishouldlikeittoremainalittlelonger，becauseitsetsmethinking。’
’Ofme？’heaskedwithearnestfrankness。
Anne’scolourrosefast。
’Well，yes，’shesaid，tryingtoinfusemuchplainmatter-of-factintohervoice。’OfcourseIamledtothinkofthepersonwhoinventedit。’
Bobseemedunaccountablyembarrassed，andthesubjectwasnotpursued。Abouthalf-an-hourlaterhecametoheragain，withsomethingofanuneasylook。
’TherewasalittlematterIdidn’ttellyoujustnow，MissGarland，’hesaid。’Aboutthatharpthing，Imean
