There were dances, too, and Nina went to some of them. So did Eileen,
who had created a furor among the younger brothers and undergraduates;
and the girl was busy enough with sailing and motoring and dashing
through the Sound in all sorts of power boats.
Once, under Austin's and young Craig's supervision, she tried
shore-bird shooting; but the first broken wing from the gun on her left
settled the thing for ever for her, and the horror of the
blood-sprinkled, kicking mass of feathers haunted her dreams for a week.
Youths, however, continued to hover numerously about her. They sat in
soulful rows upon the veranda at Silverside; they played guitars at her
in canoes, accompanying the stringy thrumming with the peculiarly
exasperating vocal noises made only by very young undergraduates; they
rode with her and Nina; they pervaded her vicinity with a tireless
constancy amounting to obsession.
She liked it well enough; she was as interested in everything as usual;
as active at the nets, playing superbly, and with all her heart in the
game--while it lasted; she swung her slim brassy with all the old-time
fire and satisfaction in the clean, sharp whack, as the ball flew
through the sunshine, rising beautifully in a long, low trajectory
against the velvet fair-green.
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