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However, it was nothing like a kitten that followed the blue-bordered handkerchief out of the voluminous skirt-pocket. A crumpled clipping from a newspaper fell to the walk as Professor Dimp strode away. Bobby Hargrew's quick eye noted the clipping first, and she darted to retrieve it. She came back more slowly, reading the printed slip. "What is it, Bob?" asked Jess, idly.
"That dawg sees something." "He is crazy," spoke up Laura, quickly. "He is like enough barking at our maid." "Sure!" rejoined Bobby. "Liz is up there." "Come on!" exclaimed the sheriff to his men, and started westward, in the direction Professor Dimp had taken. "Whom do you suppose the Barnacle is really barking at?" whispered Jess to Laura Belding. "He'd never make all that 'catouse' over Liz.
"I don't believe the young man is any such thing," announced Laura, hearing this. "He doesn't look bad. And surely we can trust to the professor's judgment." "And we ought to help Professor Dimp," said Nell. "Poor old man! I am sorry for him." "Say! Old Dimple's a good sort," declared Bobby, enthusiastically.
She did not take even Jess into her inmost confidence, and Chet of course went back to the mainland with the rest of the boys, when bedtime came. Poor old Professor Dimp! He had ever been the butt for his careless pupils' pranks.
But I said to Dimp, 'Never mind, Dimp; you aint to blame. Your dad's an old skinflint. I'll lend you six to start off with. Then I made Billy Burns sweep the floor, while Sam went down to the chicken yard and caught my bantam rooster, Tooley. Then I sent Dimp after some chalk, and an empty peach basket, and a piece of cord. Then we was ready for business.
Had I remained when I was first charged with the crime of forging names to coupons and bonds, and selling the same for my own benefit, I could not have disproved the accusation." "It had been arranged to make me a 'scapegoat' to railroad me to jail, in fact. But I have one good friend, at least my uncle, Professor Dimp.
"Professor Dimp has his own actions to answer for," said Jess' mother, gravely. "But I am quite sure your mother would not approve of your trying to help such a character as this young man seems to be." "Wait a minute, Mrs. Morse," cried Laura. "Here come Chet and the boys." "The boys!" chorused the other girls. "What has your brother to do with this affair?" asked Mrs. Morse, wonderingly.
From that height she knew she could see most of the open patches on the island, clear to the western end. She was very curious as to whether Professor Dimp was still camping in the little glade where she and her comrades had met him. And had the young man returned from the north side of the lake where she had seen him the day before? Laura was an early riser, as ever, that morning.
I wonder if she has dimp but I had better not think of those things ! I am now determined to ask her to marry me on the first occasion I can screw up my courage sufficiently. I have decided what I am going to say. I am going to be quite matter of fact I shan't tell her that I love her even I feel if I can secure her first I shall have a better chance afterwards.
When they found I'd busted the bank, they looked kind of blue, and Dimp Perkins said it was a skin game, and I was a bunco steerer." "What did you say to that?" Donald inquired. "Oh, I just said it was all for religion, it was church money, and it was all right.
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