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Updated: May 2, 2025
He lifted his mask and surveyed the scene. Orvil Harris was still crabbing. Rick could see the boat, but the angle was wrong for him to see the crabber at work. He turned slowly in the water, and saw Scotty. The runabout was floating, motor off, about a mile away. He lifted an arm. The glint of first sunrise turned the lenses of Scotty's binoculars into a crimson eye, and Scotty waved back.
It never wavered even while Jennie shook down her long curls ostensibly to let the sun dry a single lock that in some unaccountable way had felt the touch of a wave. Beamingly Dorothea heard Amiel humorously contrast this brown glory with her own short crop. Beamingly she fell into the plans for the crabbing party that afternoon.
He taught me how to cook. When I got to his shanty I saw it was locked up and he wasn't anywhere around. I guess he event down the bay crabbing. Anyway, I ran as fast as I could to Marshtown landing to see if he had gone yet, but there wasn't any sign of his boat there. Maybe you think I wasn't disappointed.
Bacon loudly accused his fiancee of "crabbing" his part. Everybody called everybody else a "hog," and God was asked a hundred times a day to bear witness to as many atrocities. Each day the bewildered, distressed young woman who sat with Barnes in the dim "parquet," whispered in his ear: "Can they ever be friendly again?"
The first thing I shall do," he continued, with a laugh, "will be to send old Swythe away, so that there will be no more learning Latin, boys, and no crabbing fingers up to hold tens."
A boy was unfastening their boat, and he placed the oars in the locks just as the girls reached the water's edge. "Don't tip," cautioned Julia. "We could at least get wet, even in this shallow water." Grace and Margaret took the oars, and soon the crabbing party was gliding out among the few vacationists who were taking advantage of the pleasant afternoon on the water. "Oh, look!" exclaimed Cleo.
Perry read law precociously, and liked it. He was the best juvenile debater in the little old college on the slight hill overlooking the town. His appearance was good, and he had a cheerful nature; yet nowhere, among beautiful girls or riding companions, gunning on the river, crabbing on the bridge, or skating on the meadows, was he half so happy as with his father.
The boys made their way back through the swamp to the runabout in almost total silence, each busy with his own thoughts. Orvil Harris was crabbing as though nothing had happened, while the night watchers stood in plain sight on the opposite shore. Orvil must have seen the shots fired, Rick was certain. Even if he had been looking the other way, the first shot would have caught his attention.
"Isn't that fine!" "Finest!" she repeated, enthusiastically. "But say! Why don't the boys catch crabs?" The boys did not waste time asking questions. Lettuce sandwiches! Crab salad! They would be serving frappé next! "Eat plenty of salad," Cora ordered. "We spent all yesterday evening crabbing." "Will we eat it?" exclaimed Walter.
Of course you can catch them at other times, but the crabbing is best when the tide is coming in." "But I don't see any hooks on the lines," remarked Laddie, who was looking at the strings in the bottom of the boat. On one end of each string was a short piece of wood, and on the other end a piece of meat, while on a few were some fish heads.
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