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I have much at stake in the success of this boat, and when I find what looks like good material for our working crew I'm going to try out that material." "But I don't want to be bothered with boys, like these young fellows," retorted the foreman, angrily. "This is no job for amateurs!" "The boys remain until they've been well tried out," retorted Pollard, firmly.
Why shouldn't we be able to make Farnum and Pollard believe we know something that will be of use to them?" "I guess the foreman is the one we want to see, first of all," suggested Hal. "Well, we'll camp right down here and go at the thing," almost whispered Benson.
"I forgive you all right because we've found the watch. If we hadn't found it, I wouldn't! But don't you 'jolly' me again, Nate Pollard, or you'll catch it!" This did not sound very forgiving; but neither had Nate's remark sounded very penitent. Nate smiled good-naturedly and seemed satisfied.
"What do you think of us?" called Jacob Farnum, a broad grin of delight on his face. "You'll do," admitted Kimball. "Do you consider yourself sunk?" demanded David Pollard, laughingly. "Theoretically, yes," assented Lieutenant Commander Kimball. "I wonder if you could do it as well in war time?" "Couldn't possibly do anything like it in war time," called back Captain Jack Benson.
A mysterious providence seemed to send all the luck the way of the heavy, tanned thumb of Pollard. "That's my limit," he announced abruptly, rising. "No, no!" Pollard spread out his big hand on the table. "You got the red hoss, son. You can bet to a thousand. He's worth that to me!" "I won't bet a cent on him," said Terry firmly. "Every damn cent I've won from you ag'in' the hoss, son.
Would Mr. Pollard consolidate them all under one strong government, or does he believe that to be good for a single State which is bad for many united?
"Ask Dwight Pollard what sort of garments those are which lie under the boards of the old mill, and see if he can answer you without trembling." "Garments?" I repeated, in astonishment; "garments?" "Yes," said she. "If he can hear you ask that question and not turn pale, stop me in my mad assertions, and fear his doom no more. But if he flinches "
The rather rare consciousness of having done a good deed swelled in the heart of Joe Pollard on his way down from the balcony. When he reached the floor below, he found that the four men had gone to bed and left Denver alone, drawn back from the light into a shadowy corner, where he was flanked by the gleam of a bottle of whisky on the one side and a shimmering glass on the other.
She must be the 'Hudson. If there's anything to be done, hustle!" Jack and Hal sprang below, to scan their respective departments. Five minutes later Grant Andrews hailed from the "Pollard," and Eph rowed over in the shore boat to ferry over the machinists. Half an hour later Andrews and his men had put in the few needed touches aboard the newer submarine boat.
There was a gigantic splash. Everyone on the platform deck was, drenched, yet holding on and happy. For many rods out over the waters, Jack steering straight and true, the boat dashed, then slowly stopped. The "Pollard" was launched for what adventures, what fate?
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