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You jump too quick," said Bolderwood, turning his face away. "That's never well. Allus look b'fore ye leap, Nuck. My 'pinion be that your father struck his head on a stone in falling " "Where is there a stone here?" demanded the boy, with a speaking gesture of his disengaged hand. "I saw that deep wound in father's skull. I never believed a buck did that."
"I remember your father," declared Allen, kindly. "A noble specimen of the Almighty's workmanship. I stopped a night with him once at his cabin do you remember me?" As though Nuck could have forgotten it! His youthful mind had made Ethan Allen a veritable hero ever since, placing him upon a pedestal before which he worshipped. But he only nodded for bashfulness.
"Is that so, Nuck?" Enoch repeated his adventure with the murderous Halpen. "If I'd knowed this," the ranger declared, "I'd saved the grub the scoundrel is eating." "We'll make an example of him when we reach the lake, 'Siah," declared the leader of the Green Mountain Boys. "But now for this other matter. It is most important. Every bateau within reach must be secured."
Nuck and Bryce are doing well.... But what was the sentinel for?" "It isn't all play," said the widow, stopping her work and speaking seriously. "Yesterday the children saw a strange man hanging about the creek yonder. And last night on his way back from Master Breckenridge's, Enoch saw a campfire in the forest and a man sitting by it.
Nuck leaned over and placed his finger on his lips, shaking his head warningly. Then he slid down the remainder of the way, falling in a heap on the carcass of the second bear. "Quick!" he gasped, seizing his shoes and stockings. "They're coming." "What's coming?" "The Yorkers. I seen 'em on the river. Two canoes full." "Simon Halpen!" exclaimed the younger boy, his face blanching. "I don't know.
When he observed the boy, however, his eyes flashed and the blood rushed to his face. "I reckon he knows ye, Nuck," said the ranger. "What are you going to do with me?" demanded the Yorker, with bravado. "You'll all suffer for this outrage, I promise ye! Wait until I get to Albany " "And you ever see Albany again you're a lucky man," said Bolderwood, satisfying himself that the bonds were tight.
"He warn't big enough for you to hit," said Nuck, slyly. "Huh! guess you can't crow any," responded the younger boy. "You missed him good and wide, too." They hurried on then, easily tracking the big, human-like spoor of the bear in the soil which here was not frozen. Indeed, in some places they "slumped in" rather deeply. The bear seemed to have picked out his path by instinct.
"Courage courage!" cried the scout, heartily. "You are not goin' down yet, Nuck Harding! Where's the other?" "Gone gone!" gasped Enoch, horrified by the death of Simon Halpen. "Who was it?" "The spy." "Ah! I thought so. Well, we can't help the poor wretch now. Can you aid yourself at all? Brace up, man!"
Every sound of the forest smote upon his ear with insistence. Although his muscles were wearied his eyes would not close. Who was the Yorker that had crossed his path so many times during the past few hours? What did he desire here in the Otter country? Was he a spy for the British? or was he upon his own business? And, above all, was he, Nuck Harding, in danger?
There was no need of a hut at the sugar orchard, for they slept at Baker's house, and only a shelter was built over the great kettle in which the sap was boiled. Captain Baker made the incisions in the generous trees, and fitted the troughs; but Robbie and Nuck collected the sap and brought it, bucket by bucket, to the fire which Mrs. Baker tended.
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