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When the men fell into a dispute concerning what kind of whales they were which we saw, Larry stood by attentively, and after garnering in their ignorance, all at once broke out, and astonished every body by his intimate acquaintance with the monsters.
"My, but won't there be gloom around Pornell Academy to-night! It will be thick enough to cut with a knife." "They were never in it from the start," piped up Sam Rover. "And they were all heavier than our team, too," he added, proudly. "It was science, not weight, that won the match," said Frank Harrington. "Yes, it was science," broke in Larry Colby.
The Magpie had, at the outside, a start of fifteen minutes; but he, Jimmie Dale, had probably retrieved five minutes of that in the time he had made in getting downtown. That left the Magpie ten to the good. How long would it take the Magpie to bring the underworld swarming like hornets around the Sanctuary? On Larry the Bat ran. At the Sanctuary were the clothes, the belongings of Jimmie Dale.
Waking up Sam and telling him what they had heard, they bade Larry take care of the house and make a good supper; and, reaping-hooks and axes in hand, they sailed out to clear the ground of all fuel capable of bringing the flames up to the hut.
"Ye're wrong there, intirely, mister what's-yer-name," said Larry O'Hale, pausing for a moment in the midst of his devotion to the good things spread before him.
Lord Rufford, Hampton, Larry Twentyman and others sat stock-still on their horses, watching the gorse. Ned Botsey urged himself a little forward down the hill, and was creeping on when Captain Glomax asked him whether he would be so obliging kind as to remain where he was for half a minute. Fred took the observations in good part and stopped his horse.
"Have a care," said Ned; "you'll get yourself into a scrape." "Make sure you are right before you act," added Maxton. Larry O'Neil paid no attention to these warnings. "Are ye ready to go, Mister McLeod?" said he, impatiently. "Quite," replied the other. "Then come along." And the two left the camp together, armed with their rifles, knives, revolvers, and a shovel. It was a dark night.
A young man in evening dress strolled through the doorway, a tallish, lithe young man with a pleasant clean-cut face and very light hair. It was evident enough that he patronized a good tailor. He glanced at the two men, nodded absently, and dropped without speech into a chair near the door. Townes eyed him somewhat quizzically. "Evening, Larry. A little introspective to-night, yes?"
"Larry!" I said. "Larry!" she repeated it excellently. "And you?" "Goodwin," said Rador. I bowed quite as though I were being introduced to some charming young lady met in that old life now seemingly aeons removed. "Yes Goodwin." she said. "Oft and oft I came. Sometimes I thought you saw me. And he did he not dream of me sometime ?" she asked wistfully. "He did." I said, "and watched for you."
"That is true, Larry," said the captain; "I'm inclined to think it would be better seen at night, fire being more powerful than smoke." "But they're more likely to be asleep at night, and to miss seein' it," observed Cupples, in a hollow tone. It may be remarked in passing, that the mate's voice had become much more sepulchral and his aspect more cadaverous since his arrival on the island.
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