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"Dexter, I want to talk to you," said Helen, a few weeks later. The boy sighed. "Ah! you are afraid I am going to scold you," she said. "I don't mind you scolding me," he replied; "but I don't think I have done anything this time, except " "Except what?" said Helen, for the boy paused. "Except talk to Bob Dimsted." "Have you been out to meet him?" "No, that I haven't," cried Dexter.
Where they were going, what sort of a place it would be, and whether they would be any more happy when they got to some beautiful island; for he was fain to confess that matters were very miserable now, and that the more he saw of Bob Dimsted the less he liked him.
"Well, you are a chap!" said Bob sourly, but Dexter hardly heard him, for he was trying to get his wet body covered from the chill night air; and he could think of nothing but the fact that he had taken a very desperate step, and the boat was bearing them rapidly away from what seemed now to have been a very happy home further out, further away from the doctor and from Helen, downward toward the sea, and over that there was a great black cloud, beyond which, according to Bob Dimsted, there were bright and glorious lands.
The conversation was carried on across the river, and to ensure its not being heard, Dexter lay down on the grass and put his lips close to the water, Bob Dimsted doing the same, when, it being quite a still evening, conversation became easy. "What are your people doing now?" said Bob, after they had been talking some time. "Dr Grayson is writing, and Miss Grayson reading."
Peter Cribb, my lad " "Yes." "We're getting old fellow-servants, though you're only young. Peter, my lad, I'm beginning to tremble for my fruit." "Eh?" "Yes; that I am, my lad," said Dan'l in a whisper. "Just as I expected I was watching of him that rip's took up with bad company, Poacher Dimsted's boy; and that means evil. They was talking together, and then young Dimsted see me, and run away."
"No no," faltered Dexter; and Bob Dimsted began to gather up his tackle, so as to make a strategic movement, there being evidently trouble in the rear. "But what does this mean?" said Helen firmly. "Who is that boy?" "Bob Bob Dimsted." "And do you know him?"
Over the dessert, too, Sir James managed to upset Dexter's equanimity by an unlucky speech, which brought the colour to the boy's cheeks. "By the way, young fellow," he said, "I had that old friend of yours up before me, about a month ago, for the second time." Dexter looked at him with a troubled look, and Sir James went on, as he sipped his claret. "You know Bob Dimsted.
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