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If those children were half as glad to sink down on the comfortable cushions as I was to snuggle under the coachman's warm lap-robe, then I am sure that Mrs. Driggs's elegant carriage never held three more grateful hearts. As we climbed to our places I heard Mrs. Driggs say, kindly: "So the little ones were masquerading, were they? It is a cold day for such sport."
"I didn't call at your house last night." "Oh, no," Driggs replied. "I meant when you called here." "I didn't call here, either." "Ever see this before?" asked Driggs, holding up the chisel. "Never," lied Fred. "That's curious," said Driggs musingly. "Officer Curtis, the man on this beat, found the chisel here, and it was wrapped up in part of this newspaper."
Driggs surveyed his face with a keen, tantalizing gaze. "Mebbe 'twas your father, then, who was in the yard last night, and who refused to answer the policeman's hail," suggested the boat builder. "I'd better go up to his office and show him these things and ask him, I guess." "But I don't believe my father will know anything about it," spoke young Ripley huskily.
"This lad's all right, now," declared Hiram Driggs. "Help him to his feet and walk him about a bit until he gets the whole trick of breathing again. Dalzell, didn't you know any better than to try to swallow the whole river and ruin my business?" A faint grin parted Dan's lips. "Oh, I'm so thankful," sighed Laura Bentley.
"Is there nobody you know here, child, whom you would like to stay with till your father returns?" Bella's face instantly brightened. Her black eyes flashed. "Oh, I'd like to stay at the minister's," she said. "At the minister's?" repeated Ruth. "Why, if he would take you that would be fine. Who is he?" "The Reverend Driggs," said Bella.
"That's 'who is it. As to 'what is it, if you'll take a quick run over to my office at the boatyard I'll tell you the rest of it." "What on earth can you want to see me about?" Fred demanded. Even over the wire, the note of dismay in Ripley's voice was plainly evident to Driggs, who chuckled. "I can't tell you, over the wire, all that I want to see you about," Driggs replied.
Steadman began, without replying to the editor's friendly greeting: "Who writes this balderdash from our district," he asked harshly. "Professional secret," replied Mr. Driggs, speaking through his shut teeth, for he did not wish to dislodge his pipe; the last time he let it out of his mouth he had had no end of a time finding it. "Never give away names of contributors, not etiquette."
If Driggs tries to bluff me he'll find that I'm altogether too cool for him!" Nevertheless, it was an anxious young man who walked into the boat builder's office a few minutes later. Hiram Driggs, smiling broadly, held out his hand, which Fred took. "Sorry I wasn't here when you called last night," said Driggs affably. "I don't know what you mean," Fred rejoined promptly.
I'll tell you that mighty near floored us; but virtue will pretty nearly always triumph, and when you mix a little luck into it, it is as slippery to corner as a corporation lawyer. We had the luck. There were two big boners, Pacey and Driggs, in college who wore whiskers. There always are one or two landscape artists in college who use their faces as alfalfa farms.
"We will have soon," replied the launch's helmsman, rushing back to his post and ringing the bell. Thus recalled to his post, the engineer turned on the speed. The craft made swiftly for Hiram Driggs' float. A few moments later it ran alongside. Warned by the whistle, Driggs and two of his workmen came running out to the float. "Get a barrel as quickly as you can!" shouted young Prescott.
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