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The semicircle of the floats came nearer and nearer, all eyes striving to pierce the clear water. 'I hope the rope'll no break, said Rob, anxiously, for the weight was great. 'And it's only seaweed! said Duncan, in a tone of great disappointment. But Rob's eye had been caught by some unusual appearance in the water. It seemed troubled somehow; and more especially near the line of floats.
Here Rob's eye detected something white. Stepping over in that direction, he called the others. "Look here, fellows, here's a great big bear skull all by itself!" They stood about this object, which certainly was enough to puzzle them. There it lay, entirely stripped of all flesh, and very white, although the bone was not badly bleached by the elements as yet.
Rob's story of the fabled Spanish Main had opened Mistress Stowe's door to such dilapidated guests; it would have opened hundreds of other English doors to the maimed adventurers. The whole country was smitten with the fever of travel, and possessed with the lust for wealth and conquest.
Following Rob's advice, each now busied himself at these different tasks. In the course of an hour they had a fire glowing at the centre of the barabbara, which now would otherwise have been quite dark. The smoke did not seriously trouble them after they had learned to keep down low on the floor. Each unrolled his blankets on the deep, sweet-scented grass near-by the fire.
"That is to say," continued Miss Brodie hastily, answering the look, and recognising that her high place in Rob's regard was in peril, "the whole thing was a mystery was impossible to solve I mean," she continued, stumbling along, "his own attitude was so very uncertain and so unsatisfactory if he had only been able to say clearly 'I am not guilty' it would have been different I mean of course, I don't believe him guilty.
And now the club house loomed near once more. "Go on, Plying Fish, go on!" "You've got a time allowance on her!" "Push along, Rob!" "Kr-ee-ee-ee-ee!" A tumult of other shouts roared in Rob's ears as they tore past the crowded porch. "Kr-ee-ee-ee-ee!" screamed back Merritt and Tubby, with waves of the hand to the brown uniformed figures they could see perched on every point of vantage.
"I'll go with you, sir," said Arthur, who was beginning to look a little anxious and uneasy, as the moments passed by and brought no sign of his sister; but, alas, the scattered papers on Rob's table gave no clue to the mystery!
And now came the captains of the Albacore, Snark and Bonita. "You won the race fairly and squarely," said the former, shaking Rob's hand. "I presume, commodore, the time was taken?" "It has been," replied that official. "The Flying Fish wins by one minute and four and seven hundredths seconds."
However, when he saw how happy and improved in health his dear wife was at her boy's return, and when he had listened to Rob's manly confession of error and expressions of repentance, he speedily forgave the culprit and treated him as genially as ever.
Her shaggy hair shone silvery now in the sun, and she seemed enormously large. Rob's heart leaped to his mouth, but suddenly dropping to his knee, and calling out to the others "Now!" he fired without longer hesitation. The sound of the other two rifles followed at once.
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