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He was of obscure birth, but had managed to ingratiate himself with the Protector, and was employed in various capacities ranging, it would appear, from chaplain to scout-master in the Scottish army.
"Hold on before you say that," the other went on to say, significantly. "What about it?" demanded Allan. "Because we don't know who they may be, if there are men out here," answered the cautious scout-master. The other gave a low whistle that stood for surprise.
Smith's face was wreathed in a smile of mingled admiration and delight as he caught the full meaning of the bright thought that had come to the mind of his companion, the scout-master. "Oh! that's the finest thing that ever could happen, Thad;" was the way the delighted Smithy put his feelings into words.
"Well, take good care of yourself," warned Allan, a little uneasily; for it was almost on his lips to ask why he might not be permitted to keep the scout-master company, for he did hate so much to see Thad pull out alone. He insisted on gravely shaking hands before he would leave his partner, to return to the camp under the rocky shelf.
Let the nations learn from this that it is when apparently crushed that the Briton is to more than ever be feared." "Thad's bad grabbar," said the Prince critically. "It isn't," said Clarence with warmth. "It is, I tell you. Id's a splid idfididive." Clarence's eyes flashed fire. "I don't want any of your beastly cheek," he said. "Scout-Master Wagstaff, remove your prisoner."
"I say, Thad, come over here with me; I've got something to show you," remarked Allan, about half an hour after they had finished lunch, and while most of the boys were lying around, taking it easy. The young acting scout-master quickly followed his chum, who led the way back of the tents and into the timber.
"Then we had better make up our minds to facing that fact, and not feel very much disappointed if in the morning we can't see a sign of the Belle," Allan went on to give, as his opinion; for he accepted, the theory advanced by the scout-master as though there could be no reasonable doubt about its being a positive fad.
Every one of them listened, and presently sure enough they agreed that it could be nothing else, though the loon out on the lake started his weird cry about that time, as though he considered it a challenge from some rival bird. "Get aboard, and pull for the shore, Step-hen," ordered the scout-master; and as he had been expecting this, the long-legged scout pushed off.
"I tried to make a stab at it by noticing the different sound of voices; and I'm dead sure there must have been three anyhow, p'raps more," the scout-master told him. "And I think you've said once or twice that they seemed to be a rough lot?" the other went on to remark. "That's my impression, Allan, from a number of things which I won't bother mentioning now. And there's something more.
"Well, they're jolly good knots," was all he said. He had been looking forward to the holidays for a long time. He was to "go under canvas" at the end of the first week. The first day of the holidays began badly. William's father had been disturbed by William, whose room was just above and who had spent most of the night performing gymnastics as instructed by his scout-master.
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