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And I did know the rule about whispering." "Well, that's different. Comparin' you with that Bennie Edwards the idea! And then makin' you cry!" "She didn't make me cry." "Did, too. I heard you." The child looked up at him and then hid her face in his waistcoat. "I wasn't crying about her," she whispered. "It was you." "ME!" The captain gasped. "Good land!" he muttered. "It's just as I expected.
You wouldn't think of making things easier for your mother; and you'd give Bennie a push down instead of a boost up! And you scoff at your father lying dead in his coffin! You're a fine sort of a man.... I don't believe that you've a shred of human affection in your whole make-up!" Jim had risen slowly to his feet. There was no anger in his face only a huge amusement.
The door swung open with a startling suddenness, and Rose-Marie sprang forward, her hands outstretched. Framed in the battered wood stood Bennie the tears streaking his face and behind him was the Young Doctor. So tall he seemed, so capable, so strong, standing there, that Rose-Marie felt as if her troubles had been lifted, magically, from her shoulders.
Bennie didn't mind the reference to the "fresh kid," but he thought the foreman might have called her something better than a scrap heap, but he was a smart boy and knew that it would be no use to "kick." It was half-past seven when Mrs. Cowels opened the door in answer to the bell, and blushed, and glanced down at her big apron.
He walked swiftly over to the speaking-tube which communicated with the condenser room and blew sharply into it. "Let her go, Gallagher!" he directed. "My God!" ejaculated Bennie. "Wait a second, can't you?" But it was too late. He grabbed the rail, trembling. A humming sound filled the air, and the gyroscopes slowly began to revolve.
He had reached Denboro and found his journey all a mistake; his wife and Bennie D. had not, apparently, visited that village; perhaps had not even started for it. Therefore, in a measure relieved, he thought of other things. He was many miles from his post of duty, and now his sole idea was to get back to it. At ten o'clock Mrs.
Come!" Bennie D. came, under compulsion. Seth half led, half dragged him to the bow, and, bending down, uncoiled a rope and put it in his hands. "Them's the jib halliards," he explained. "Haul on 'em quick and hard as you can. If we can h'ist the jib we can get some steerage way on her, maybe. Haul! haul till you can't haul no more. Then hang on till I come back and make fast."
"I suppose I can go ashore, can't I?" insisted Bennie somewhat indignantly. "I'll just take a camping trip then. I'd like to see the big salmon cache up at the forks if I can't do anything else." Instantly Holliday scented something. "Another fellow after gold," he muttered to himself.
"I'm gonna seek-my-fortune. I'm gonna find Bennie and go swimming," he vowed. Calmly as Napoleon defying his marshals, General Carl disregarded the sordid facts that it was too late in the year to go swimming, and that Benjamin Franklin Rusk couldn't swim, anyway.
For the Sea Fox, bearing the German expeditionary force, had sailed from Amsterdam twelve days after the conference held at Mainz between Professor von Schwenitz and General von Helmuth, and having safely rounded the Orkneys was now already well on its course toward Labrador. Bennie Hooker, however, was ignorant of all these things.
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