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At this critical juncture Lord Ventnor again reached his side. His lordship possessed a large private fortune and extensive estates. He was prudent withal, and knew how admirably the shipowner's plans would develop if given the necessary time. He offered the use of his name and money. He more than filled the gap created by the hostile ex-director.
"Did you note the fact that Link has not yet returned?" said the shipowner's son. "Yes, but that doesn't prove anything. He may have crept into some place for shelter from the storm, just as we did." The two youths kept on steadily and before long saw another light in the distance. Then they heard hoofbeats, and soon several forms on horseback loomed out of the darkness.
He's a steady young fellow and will get on but a little too ready to jump at conclusions. Of course you found nothing at the hospital?" On the answer much depended, but no one could have guessed it from the shipowner's face, which was smilingly confident. "Nothing doing!" answered Martin. "Our young friend with the cracked skull met the holy Tartar last night.
"This certainly is Lonesomehurst!" was the comment of the shipowner's son, as he gazed around the camp. "When you really get to think of it, it gives one the shivers!" "Then don't think about it," answered Dave. "Let us be cheerful and tell ghost stories. I know a dandy story about four travelers who were murdered in some lonely mountains by brigands, and " "You shut up!" cried Roger.
"I've had all the riding I want for one day," answered the shipowner's son. "That's right," grumbled Roger. They had had only a quarter of an hour's rest for lunch. "I reckon some of us will be stiff in the morning," and he was right, all felt somewhat sore. The round-up had been a careful one, for Mr. Endicott had heard that Mr.
"Ride for it, Phil!" called Dave, but this warning was unnecessary, for the shipowner's son was already galloping across the field as rapidly as the nature of the ground permitted. The horse easily kept the lasso taut, thus worrying the steer not a little.
"About that round-up," continued the cowboy. "Might see something of the sort, for Mr. Endicott is goin' to sell some cattle the end of the month, and they'll be driven off to another range. But you'll see enough of cattle anyway, before you go home, if you are going to stay a month or six weeks." "Any fishing?" queried the shipowner's son. "Yes, plenty of fishing, back in the mountains.
"I noticed yesterday, when Jessie and I were playing tennis, you fellows were so busy talking to the girls you forgot all about your games," retorted Dave. "And one of you was spouting poetry, about 'eyes divine, or something like that." "Not me!" cried Roger. "Then it must have been Phil!" "No, it was Roger," protested the shipowner's son.
But if making a ship liable for accidents happening to a seaman does not take the shipowner's property without due process of law, then rendering a factory liable for accidents happening to a factory hand does not lake the factory owner's property without due process of law.
"Oh, you shut up!" grumbled Nat, not knowing what else to say. "I always thought you were a first-class coward," put in Phil. "Now I am sure of it." "This is none of your affair, Phil Lawrence!" "I should think it was the affair of any person who wanted to see fair play," answered the shipowner's son. "Nat, you take your handkerchief and wipe off Mr. Potts's clothes," said Dave, sternly.
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