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"A motor boat broken loose from its mooring," answered Roy. "And if it isn't the Pocohontas I miss my guess!" added Amy's brother. "That's right!" declared Allen. "John's repair shop is in this cove. He must have anchored her out, and the storm tore her loose. He evidently doesn't know it." "Well, we know it!" cried Will, "and she'll be on those rocks in a few minutes more. See!
Norman and Roy each gave signs of an inclination to relieve Paul's embarrassment and Norman especially showed concern. But he and his friend remained silent. "We'll let that all be bygones," suggested Colonel Howell, "and here's to the future we'll drink to what is to come in Canada's national beverage black tea reeking with the smoke of the camp fire."
"I see you are active and an early riser," said the hermit, with a nod of approval on seeing our hero. "I almost took you for a Krakatoa monster!" said Nigel, as they came out in front of the cavern and laid the canoe on the ground. "Why, you've got here one of the craft which we in England call a Rob Roy canoe!"
I do not suppose the stem of any other plant attains so great a length as three hundred and sixty feet, as stated by Captain Cook. Captain Fitz Roy, moreover, found it growing up from the greater depth of forty-five fathoms. The beds of this sea-weed, even when of not great breadth, make excellent natural floating breakwaters.
Then comes Rob Roy, the Robin Hood of the hills; then Balfour of Burley issues, a stalwart apparition, from his hiding-place, and of infinite humor and strangeness of aspect.
Before help reached them, they were lost." "Get me a rope quick," the man in the sand called. "Why, it's Brad," cried Beulah. "Yep. Saw the smoke of yore fire and got caught trying to reach you. Can't make it alone. Thought I sure was a goner. You'll have to hurry." Already Roy was taking the riata from its place below the saddle-horn.
"Gee, we must be impressive," murmured Roy. "She doesn't even know we're around." "Stop paddling, Frank," suggested Mollie maliciously, "and see how soon she'd know you weren't around." Obediently Frank drew his paddle from the water, and Grace, who had only been making a pretense of doing her share, looked around indignantly.
'We've got to bunk like blazes if we want to save our skins. Ken was standing, looking half dazed. His rifle was on the ground, and he was holding his left arm with his right hand. 'Are you hurt, Ken? asked Roy, and there was real concern in his voice. The two had known one another less than a week, yet each had come to respect and like the other. 'No. I'm not hit.
"Don't know," said Roy, jumping up and tightening his belt; "you never can know what's got to be done till you've took an observation o' what's goin' on, as daddy used to say. Hallo! hold on. I say, if it goes on like this it'll blow the hut down. Come, Nelly, don't whimper; it's only a puff, after all, an' if it did capsize us, it wouldn't be the first time we had a tumble in the snow.
Memoire du Roy pour Frontenac et Champigny, 26 Mai, 1696; Ibid., 27 Avril, 1697; Registres du Conseil Superieur, Edit du 21 Mai, 1696.
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