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"What's the trouble there?" he demanded sharply. The negroes gasped audibly. "Nothin'," answered one of them presently. It was the negro who had been talking about Murdock's dogs and the rabbit's foot. "What are you getting scared about?" "Nothin'," came the muttered response. "Then don't lose your heads," replied Tom. He sat upright and sagged forward weakly.
One of them was saying: "Ol' Murdock's dawgs is a-cryin' and a-moanin' " And the other answered: "Oh, Lor'!" "An' ol' mammy, she's a-looking at the tea grounds in a cup." "What she say?" "She don' say nothing." He paused to give his words effect. "She got a rabbit foot." "Oh, Lor'!" The negro glanced fearfully about them. "Oh, Lor'!" he repeated.
"As to your question," he went on to Larsen with equal coldness, "if you have any doubts as to Mr. Murdock's rights in the stream, you have the recourse of a suit at law to settle that point, and to determine the damages, if any." Bob found himself in the street with Larsen. "But they haven't got no right to stop our drive dead that way," expostulated the old man.
"Twice after that, the lookout said, he warned Murdock that a berg was ahead. They were very indignant that no attention was paid to their warnings." Murdock's tardy answering of a telephone call from the crow's nest is assigned by Whiteley as the cause of the disaster. When Murdock answered the call he received the information that the iceberg was due ahead.
On the morning of the 22d, Weitzel, having completed the object of his halt at Murdock's plantation, marched at a stretch the thirty-four miles to Simmesport without further molestation, and arriving there on the morning of the 23d, at once began the crossing. Chickering marched from Barré's Landing on the morning of the 21st of May.
"How about old Murdock's dam? Looks like he might make trouble." "Ain't got to old Murdock yet," said Roaring Dick. "When we do, we'll trim his whiskers to pattern. Don't you worry none about Murdock." "I don't," laughed Welton. "But, Dick, what are all these deadheads I see in the river? Our logs are all marked, aren't they?"
With Murdock's death, the papers that he carried, proving Jack's parentage, should disappear, to be recovered long afterward, when they were needed. Thus was brought about her meeting with Jack in the cave. It was their first meeting; and Jack must remember her face, so as to recognize her when they meet, years later, in England.
Murdock's opinion of his companion's ability underwent several upward revisions during that tour, and he began to believe that he was really in luck to have found such a partner. In the last room, Ross willingly followed Kurt's orders to put on the fur clothing Kurt passed to him. The fit was not exact, but he surmised that Kurt had chosen as well as possible.
Just as to his mind vividly came the picture of Alice's hurt face, when, that very morning, he had roughly taken from her his old stamp book, his own call came through the air. Every nerve in his body tingled a response! It was Freddie Murdock they had often talked back and forth across the lake from where, on the Canadian shore, Freddie Murdock's father had a cottage.
Whether official, contractor or working-man, they owed job or contract to the influence that Barry seemed to exercise in the councils of the city. It was by Murdock's advice that the better residence district was well-policed, well-lighted, well-paved and generally contented with things as they were.
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