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"Of course I will do that," cried Dickory, grateful for the chance to do her service. "And if you happen to see Mr. Newcombe in the town, will you tell him where I am?" Now Dickory gave no signs of gratitude for a chance to do her service, but his mother spoke quickly enough. "Of course he will tell Master Newcombe," said she, "and anybody else you wish should know."
The sun broke out on Dickory's countenance without a shower; his mother noticed the change. "But as I must do something," Kate went on, "a plan came to me while Mr. Newcombe was talking to me, and I have been thinking of it ever since, and now, as I speak, I am becoming fully determined in regard to it; that is, if I can carry it out.
"Why should I?" said Kate, quietly drawing her hand from him, "for I have a devoted lover already Master Martin Newcombe, of Barbadoes." Dickory, repulsed, rose to his feet, but his face did not lose its glow. He had heard so much about Martin Newcombe that he had ceased to mind him.
"If we will help you!" echoed George. "You believe in using your friends for your benefit, don't you?" "Well, in this case, it seems as if you might be of great assistance to us, and yet not do very much violence to your own feelings. You know as well as I do that the chances are Newcombe or his men are or will be scouring the country to-day for those who shot Hoxie's well.
But as the younger man was barefooted, the other one could not keep up with him, and the canoe was pushed off before he reached the water's edge. "Stop, you young rascal!" cried Newcombe. "Where is Kate Bonnet? Stop! and tell me where she is!" Troubled as he was at the tale he was going to tell, Dickory laughed aloud, and he paddled down the river as few in that region had ever paddled before.
"Three men are riding up," said Bob, "and now they are stopping their horses as Newcombe goes toward them. They all appear to be talking excitedly, and every few seconds Newcombe points this way. Now they are coming right toward the door."
She did not know exactly how her son felt about all this, nor did she like to ask him, but Dickory saved her the trouble. "If that Newcombe comes here," he said, "I am going to fight him." "What!" cried his mother. "You would not do that. That would be terrible; it would ruin everything." "Ruin what?" he asked. His mother answered diplomatically.
Next morning, after breakfast, Harry and his young companion went on board their ship, and Harry reported himself and Willy to the first-lieutenant, Mr Tobin. Captain Newcombe was on board; and when Harry, accompanied by Willy, went up and spoke to him on the quarterdeck, he received them very kindly. Willy, by Harry's advice, set to work at once to learn his duty.
Some time was occupied in getting the boats ready; oars, masts, and sails were put into each; tackles were rove for hoisting them out; but Commander Newcombe was unwilling to give the order to lower them while there seemed a prospect of the ship floating and the sea going down. The crew were now piped to breakfast, as if nothing particular was occurring.
While these uncomfortable thoughts were presenting themselves to Ralph, Bob Hubbard was standing on a rudely-constructed table, in order that he might keep a watch upon Newcombe and his men, and from time to time he whispered to his companions of that which he saw. "They've got tired trying to find out anything at the stable, and now they're coming this way.
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