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Something or other'll come, mark my word just when they think they've got their hands on it: a hurricane, or a tidal wave, or an earthquake. As sure as you live, something'll come; a rock'll fall down, or a thunderbolt, and somebody gets killed And, well, the ghost laughs, but the treasure stays there all the same." "The ghost laughs?" I asked.

They see the revenue-cutter, and they knew just what they oughter done, but they couldn't let go that keg without having one last drink out of it, and when they got that drink down they couldn't help thinking what a pity to waste so much good rum, and taking a look back at the cutter, and seeing she was still half a mile away "Time enough," says Sam to Archie "this lad behind the big rock'll have something to stow it in," and he and Archie walks without any hurry up to the rock where the man was hiding.

"Did I tell her so myself, or did I just let it go that way?" Ford, as his brain cleared, stuck close to his groping for the essential facts. "Well, now I ain't dead sure as to that. Maybe Rock'll remember. Kinda seems to me now, that she asked you if you was really Frank Ford Cameron, and you said: 'I sure am, or something like that. The preacher'd know, maybe.

To "have a heart" was like "heaping coals of fire" on people's heads, in minister's language, he supposed. And he wasn't so fond of that. But anyway he gave in. "All right," he agreed, "come 'n, where'll we play?" "Here," said Fatty, "this big rock'll be home-plate, and that one over there by the chestnut tree 'first. An' we'll choose up sides first choosin'!"

"That must be he, now!" he exclaimed. "'Tis the only hackmatack I sees hereabouts. 'Tis sure he! I'll pace un back to the rock! If the tree's nuth'ard from the rock, the rock'll be south'ard from the tree. I'll try pacin' that way."

The fierce hatred of the wounded savage was astir in his heart and it would not be denied or silenced. "Give me that gun, and you shall have your first chance," he conceded. "I make but one condition: if you kill him, I'll kill you." Kincaid laughed and gave up his weapon. "I was only allowin' to sp'ile his face some, and a rock'll do for that.