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This was a laborious and a vexatious proceeding, necessitating the handling and rehandling of every bit of incoming or outbound cargo several times. But then, steamers did not come very often to Good Friday Island; one came every two months about. The expanse upon which Ethan Pratt looked when he turned his eyes outward was of an incredible whiteness.
'Now wait till it's dark, and then thar'll be no fear of the varmints, added the trapper. ''Sh! I haars sumfin'! whispered the Irishman 'What is it? asked Ethan. 'How does I know till yees kaaps still? 'It's the reds goin' long the banks, said the trapper. The words were yet in his mouth, when the voice of one Indian was heard calling to another.
His hand was steady, but the attitude was an excuse for not making an immediate reply. "And the doctor don't want I should be left without anybody," Zeena continued. "He wanted I should speak to you about a girl he's heard about, that might come " Ethan laid down the razor and straightened himself with a laugh. "Denis Eady! If that's all, I guess there's no such hurry to look round for a girl."
The boy, for the first time, comprehends the peril in which he had brought his friends by his own remissness, and his self-accusation was so great, that, for a few moments, he forgot the fact that he was exposed to the greatest danger of his life. By this time Ethan and Mickey awoke, and were soon made to understand their predicament.
Ethan expected to hear the shambling step going away with a celerity proportionate to the importance of the errand. On the contrary, the step was approaching the crag. A moment of suspense, and there appeared among the jagged ends of the broken vines a small red head, a deeply freckled face, and a pair of sharp, eager blue eyes.
They were hidden in little coves near by, which could be reached by the scouts without attracting attention from the fort, to be brought after dark to the landing from which Ethan Allen expected to embark his troops. There were but two craft moored opposite the camp which Bolderwood and his companions had occupied for more than a week.
Ethan Ripley, where are yeh?" There was no reply to her sharp call. She rose and distractedly looked about among the furniture, as if he might somehow be a cat and be hiding in a corner somewhere. Then she went upstairs where the boy slept, her hard little heels making a curious tunking noise on the bare boards. The moon fell across the sleeping boy like a robe of silver. He was alone.
Hyer discharged from the Provost. Barry brought up from the dungeon, and Capt. Travis sent down again without any provocation. Badcock sent to dungeon for cutting wood in the evening. Locks put on all the doors, and threatened to be locked up. Col. Ethan Allen brought to the Provost from Long Island and confined below. Badcock discharged from below. 30. 5 P.M. all rooms locked up close.
The third shock for which I had been waiting shuddered through the house, this time distinctly enough for all to feel. A gust of wind went through the wet trees outside like a gasp. "Ethan, what was that?" she stammered. "Oh, I'm afraid! Cousin Roger ?" I had no voice to answer her. In my ears was the rush and surge of that sea whose waters had gripped me in the past night.
Zeena, while he spoke, seemed to be following out some elaborate mental calculation. She emerged from it to say: "There'll be Mattie's board less, any how " Ethan, supposing the discussion to be over, had turned to go down to supper. He stopped short, not grasping what he heard. "Mattie's board less ?" he began. Zeena laughed.