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Updated: May 25, 2025
"I suppose you learned this bayonet practice in the army," Mrs. Fulton said, hoarsely. "Anybody can make a good living in a country like this if he cares enough to try. I'll back you if you need money." "And what's the price?" "My price? Oh, I'd feel well repaid if some day Bennie acknowledged that I was a 'regular guy, and if you agreed." "Is that all?" "Quite all.
He pointed to Mary, who still crouched motionless on the step with her hair falling over her shoulders. They all stood staring at her in surprise. "Belongs to a party outside, I bet," said Bennie. "There's a lot of 'em t'other side of the house. Seed 'em as I wur comin' back." "Did they see you?" asked the man. "No fear," answered Bennie shortly. "Got over the wall."
Rose-Marie disliked, somehow, the very tone of his voice. "Here's a girl t' see you, Ella," he said. "She's from th' Settlement House she says! Maybe she wants," sarcastically, "that you should join a Bible Class!" The girl's eyes were flashing with a dangerously hard light. She turned angrily to Rose-Marie. But before she could say anything, the child, Bennie, had interposed.
The man laughed in a foolish fashion. "Why of course I remember my name. I wouldn't be likely to forget that: Atterbury I'm Atterbury electrician of the Chimaera." And he drew himself up. "That's all right," said Bennie, "but what were we doing yesterday? What is the very last thing that you can go back to?" The man wrinkled his forehead. "The last thing?
Holliday waved his hand. The Druro churned the water and swung out into midstream again. Bennie looked curiously after her. To the north lay a sandy shore dotted by a scraggy forest of dwarf spruce and birch. A few fishing huts and a mass of wooden shanties fringed the forest. To the east, seaward, many miles down that great stretch of treacherous, sullen river waited a gray bank of fog.
The Young Doctor stopped laughing almost as quickly as he had begun. With something of interest in his face he surveyed the little ragged boy. "Where," he questioned after a moment, "did you learn all of that stuff about knights, and saints, and doing things with your life, and husbands and fathers? Who told you about it?" Bennie hesitated a moment.
He can't hev got down by the State o' Maine; for, ef he'd got thar, he'd hev sent word home before this." "Course he would." Old Bennie thought over this for a long time again, and the boys watched him closely, as though some result of vital importance hung upon his final decision.
Volsky and Bennie stood upon the threshold. "What's a-matter?" questioned Mrs. Volsky her voice sodden with grief. "What's been a-happenin'?" But Ella ran across the space between them, and knelt in front of Rose-Marie. "Give 'er t' me!" she breathed fiercely; "she's my sister. Give 'er t' me!" Silently Rose-Marie handed over the light little figure.
Little Cawthorne entered backward, wrestling with some wiry matter which, when he had executed a manoeuvre and banged the door, was thrust through the passage in the form of Bennie Todd, the head office boy, affectionately known as Bennietod.
Assisted by the head porter, and staggering under the weight of his new rod cases and other impedimenta, Bennie boarded the Druro on Thursday morning, engaged a stateroom, and purchased a ticket for Seven Islands, which is the nearest harbour to the mouth of the River Moisie.
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