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Pull for mercy's sake." And young Jack stood up in the boat, tearing off his jacket and waistcoat. "What are you after?" "I'm in after him." "Jack, Jack, you'll never live in this heavy sea." "Never fear, old boy, I'll try." "You shall not, I say. You " "Here goes," cried young Jack. And before Harry Girdwood could interfere, over he went, head first, into the boiling waves.
As the word was uttered, there was a loud commotion, and Theodora burst into the room. She gave a cry on seeing the two boys, and rushed up joyfully to Harry Girdwood. "Thank Heaven you are safe," she said hysterically; "but my own brave boy, do you hear? Do you know that that bell sounds the death-knell of men who, bad and wicked as they are, have been wrongfully condemned?" "I know."
"Ye have thought well to neglect my warning," he said, in a voice which thrilled poor Mole strangely; "the secrets of your inmost heart are known to me as to my familiar, and the penalty must be enacted." Mole bounced up. "Goodness me!" Harry Girdwood laid a trembling hand upon the unhappy old gentleman, and played the part of Job's comforter once again with considerable effect. "We are lost."
He would gladly have risked all that he possessed in the world for the chance of having his boys back. Aye, his boys, for Harry Girdwood was second only in Harkaway's affection to young Jack. But he did not wish to reward the miscreants for ill-treating the unfortunate lads.
Harry Girdwood opened his eyes in wonder at this singular speech. "What are you talking about?" "Nonsense, rubbish; is it not? So I thought since. But you know that sort of dream when you wake up with the vivid effect of your vision so strongly upon you, that the dream-drama appears to continue after you're awake?" "Yes." "Well, that is exactly what happened to me.
"If ye have come to scoff again, begone ere I summon an evil spirit to blight ye." Mr. Mole said nothing. But when Harry Girdwood placed his hand nervously upon the old gentleman's arm, as if for protection, he felt that he was trembling slightly. "He knows that we are English, you see," whispered Harry. "Ye-es ahem! ye-es." "Do you hear me?" said the wizard. "Ye-es, oh, yes, sir," said Mr.
"Ought he not to get off easier dan dat dam skunk, dat Hunston fellar?" "Yes, but you wouldn't recommend joking with him as we do with Mr. Mole?" "No. I'd let it be no joke, Massa Jack; I'd just frighten him out of his darned skin, dat's all." Harry Girdwood was taken into their confidence, and a fine plot was agreed upon. The only difficulty was the sailor nurse. Joe Basalt was on guard again.
"And who among the superior class?" asked young Jack, laughingly. "Mr. Mole." "What, Mr. Mole! Why, what on earth is he going for?" "That's exactly the p'int of it, young gentlemen," "How so?" "We're going a-fishing with something new-fangled which Mr. Mole has inwented." The two boys looked at each other and grinned. "Larks are on, Jack," said Harry Girdwood. "I'm in it, for one." "And I too."
"Harry," said young Jack, as they walked up and down the deck arm in arm, "I must tell you something that has been upon my mind for days past." Harry Girdwood turned round. Young Jack's serious manner impressed him. "What is it, Jack?" "I know you'll laugh," began Jack. "Do you, Jack?" returned Harry Girdwood, promptly; "that being the case, tell me at once. I like to laugh, as you know."
Before another word could be spoken, there was heard a whistle, which sounded like the echo of young Jack's note; an answer came from another direction, and half-a-dozen men sprang forward from no one could see where, and pounced upon our two bold boys, Jack and Harry Girdwood. "Bravo, Theodora!" cried a familiar voice in English, "you play the part of decoy to perfection.
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