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Updated: June 26, 2025
"I hadn't a charge left, an' not even my hunting-knife. Lots o' city swells 'u'd have been plumb scared before a growler like that," touching Bruin's carcass with his foot, "even if they had a small arsenal to back 'em up. They'd have dropped rifle and cartridges, and hugged the nearest trunk.
At nine o'clock, the Growler, the Masher and I climb the ramparts, burst into the fortress, attack the keep, disarm the garrison... and the thing's done: Daubrecq is ours." "Unless Sebastiani's sons fling him through the trapdoor to which the marquis alluded..."
On board the Black Growler were at least a half-dozen men and it required no explanation to enable the boys to understand that they were a part of the noisy assembly which had made night hideous in the hotel. "Here," called Fred, running ahead of his companions. "What are you doing in that boat?" "Who are you?" demanded one of the occupants, turning and facing Fred as he spoke.
"So long." Dan waited patiently for ten minutes; then he looked at his watch. What could be keeping Nance? He whistled to Growler, who was making life miserable for a cat in a neighboring yard, and strolled past Miss Bobinet's door; then he returned to the corner. Bean's words had fallen into his dream like a pebble into a tranquil pool.
There was nothing he enjoyed more than teasing Fred and as this was a comparatively easy matter it is not surprising that he frequently engaged in the task. Meanwhile the Black Growler swept onward in her course, at last starting on her return voyage. Not far from the island owned by Fred's grandfather was another island which the boys already had been informed had been rented by Mr.
There were Marco, who owed his fame to the Kesselbach case, and Auguste, who was your chief messenger, Monsieur le Président. There were the Growler and the Masher, who achieved such glory in the hunt for the crystal stopper. There were the brothers Beuzeville, whom I used to call the two Ajaxes.
"Make her show what she can do!" said George eagerly, a demand in which Miss Susie quickly joined. "That's right," she exclaimed. "I just love to go fast. You can't make the Black Growler move too fast to suit me." The two boats now were following parallel lines, although they were more than one hundred feet apart.
That very afternoon after the boys had taken their daily run over a part of the triangular course where the great race was to be held, an event occurred which confirmed his statement and added strength to Sam's warning. The Black Growler already had finished her course and under low speed was moving with the current on her way back to the island where she belonged.
"You'll have a good excuse, Peewee," laughed George, "if you lose the cup." "How's that?" inquired Fred. "Why, you can charge it up to the collision." "I'm not going to charge it to anything but the boat," retorted Fred sharply. "If the Black Growler doesn't win it isn't going to be the fault of any one but herself.
Amongst the signs which indicate that India, for better or worse, is beginning to move with the times, may be noted an increase in refinement, a greater regard for outward appearance, and the gradual introduction of things which conduce to greater comfort. The two-horse conveyance, called a shiggram, which used to represent the "growler" of Poona City, has almost disappeared.
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