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"You're some body of a man," he appreciated. "You'd strip with the best of them. Am I right in guessing that you know your way about in the ring?" Billy nodded. "My name's Roberts." The swimmer scowled with a futile effort at recollection. "Bill Bill Roberts," Billy supplemented. "Oh, ho! Not BIG Bill Roberts? Why, I saw you fight, before the earthquake, in the Mechanic's Pavilion.
He instantly obeys, though his reason protests and "berates him for a fool" in taking a roundabout way to his destination. The next day he discovers that, if he had gone a few feet farther, he would certainly have slipped into the river; and, as he was but a feeble swimmer, he would just as certainly, being alone and unaided in the extreme darkness, have been drowned.
Although they had not been observed before by those on the Catamaran, they appeared to have been swimming in the proximity of the gig, on which, beyond doubt, they had been for some time attending. They were now advancing side by side, in the same direction as the swimmer, and there could be no doubt as to their design.
"Go on; don't mind me," said George, in a choking voice. "Put your hand on my belt," sternly commanded Watson. The young swimmer obeyed, scarcely knowing what he did. Watson kept on like a giant fish, sometimes in danger of being swept away, and sometimes drawing a few feet nearer to the opposite bank. The next thing that George knew was when he found himself lying on the river's edge.
So it was then that just as one of the men in the prow of the boat was about to savagely stab the nerveless swimmer, whose glazing eye met his with more of defiance than menace therein, there was a rattling volley from half-a-dozen rifles, the two spearmen fell over the side, to be swept away by the stream, and their companions, on starting up and seeing one of the steamer's cutters coming rapidly on, to a man leaped overboard and swam for their lives, some making for the island, some for the opposite shore.
But his heart told him that no spent swimmer ever transferred more eagerly to another's arms some precious burden beneath which he was consciously sinking, than he would yield her up to any one whom she would consent to love, and who could be trusted with the treasure. Until that ecstasy of release should come, he would do his duty, yes, his duty.
The man slid from the horse's back; and, holding by the girth with one hand, swam beside him out to sea in the direction the swimmer must come on rounding the sunken rocks. A wild cheer broke from all on the cliff above and those already scrambling back up the zigzag.
He had found a temporary refuge, but his good fortune did not quiet his fears. Had that been Ashe on the shore? And why had the swimmer been so summarily executed by the men who found him? The ships caught on the reef, the castle on the cliff above his head ... enemies ... ships' crews and castle men?
Must she fly from me and risk all because I had not smiled and grinned and run for what she needed, like a well-trained monkey? Well, I would catch her and bring her back. But catch her I could not. A poor oarsman may beat a fair swimmer, and she had the start of me. Steadily out to sea she rowed, and I toiled behind.
"I don't know what kind of a swimmer you are, Graham," he said, "but I just want in with Dick on the cigars." "Me, too; me, too!" chorused Ernestine, and Lute, and Rita. "Boxes of candy, gloves, or any truck you care to risk," Ernestine added. "But I don't know Mrs. Forrest's records, either," Graham protested, after having taken on the bets. "However, if in five minutes "
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