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It was near sunset when he arrived again at Abel Zachariah's. They met him as they had met Skipper Ed, and welcomed him warmly, and when they heard his story of Bobby's disappearance they had no blame for him and no complaint, but said again that God had sent them Bobby, and God had called him back again, and God knew best, for He was good.
He came on slowly until he was abreast of a narrow court, when suddenly there was a pistol-shot, and he was dead on the pavement. Zachariah's first impulse was to rush forward, but he saw the constable running, followed by others, and he discerned in an instant that to attempt to assist would lead to his own arrest and do no good.
It was noon the following day when the boats drew up to the old landing place on Itigailit Island, and an hour later the two tents were pitched on Abel Zachariah's old camping ground, and everything was as snug and settled, and they were all as perfectly at home, as though they had been living there for months.
There is no mystery in that; everybody can understand it; and people are never weary of hearing the old old gospel." Mr. Thomas was well contented with himself, as we have said, when he knocked at Zachariah's door. It was opened by Pauline. He took off his hat and smiled. "My name is Broad. I come from Cowfold, and know the Allens very well.
Ah don't reckon Ah had mah eyes close' more'n fifteen seconds all night long, suh." His master peered at him. Zachariah's eyes were not yet thoroughly open. "You mean you did not have them open more than fifteen seconds, you rascal. Why, you were asleep and snoring by nine o'clock." "Yas, suh, yas, suh, but Ah done got 'em wide open ag'in 'side o' no time.
A few seconds later she saw Kenny's shadow flit hurriedly past the window as he dashed toward the kitchen. For some time she stood perfectly still, listening to the confused jumble of voices in the house across the way, debating whether she should hurry over to explain, and perhaps to assist in dressing poor Zachariah's cuts and bruises.
The manner of Zachariah's flight sobered her instantly. Too late she regretted the experiment. "Oh, goodness!" she murmured, blanching. "The poor fellow has hurt himself " The slamming of the door behind Zachariah was reassuring. At any rate he was alive and far too sprightly to have suffered a broken leg or a cracked skull.
I did not want to imperil the calm which is now happily upon me; we all of us have something unaccountable and uncontrollable in us, and I do not know how soon it may wake in me. But I did wish to see you, in order that your mind might be at peace about me. Come, good-bye!" Caillaud put his hand on Zachariah's shoulder. "This will not do," he said. "For my sake forbear.
He was sorely disgruntled at the time and so disconsolate later on that it required Zachariah's startling comment to lift him out of the slough of despond.
Abel Zachariah's nearest neighbor was Edward Norman, commonly known as Skipper Ed, a sailor-man who had come to the coast many years before in a fishing vessel, and when his vessel sailed away Skipper Ed had remained behind to cast his lot with the Eskimos.
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