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"Keep up your pluck, child!" she shouted. "We'll come out all right." Again the Stazy staggered under the side swipe of a big wave. "Ye-ow!" yelped Tom in the stern, almost diving overboard. "Steady!" shouted Skipper Gordon, excitedly. "Steady she is, Captain!" rejoined Ruth Fielding, and actually laughed. "How can you, Ruth?" complained Jennie, clinging to Henri Marchand.
"Lot of fair play you'd want, to turn the boat round and round and catch crabs every other second!" "There are our fellows!" cried Wyndham, raising a loud cheer as Fairbairn, Coates, Porter, Crossfield, and Riddell appeared on the landing stage. "Hurrah! schoolhouse, hurrah!" "Ye-ow, look at them there's a lot!" hooted the Welchers.
The lad walked over to the identical spot from which he had first fired his rifle. "He was over there and I shot at him, so," said Stacy, leveling the weapon. "Ye-ow! There he is, now!" shrieked the boy. Every weapon flashed up to a level with the eyes. "There is something over there on the ground," decided the Professor. "Put down your guns so you don't shoot me," said Tad.
The spark caught almost instantly. The exhaust sputtered. "Now!" yelled the skipper. Ruth threw the lever. The boat trembled like an automobile under the propulsion of the engine. The propeller shaft groaned. "Ye-ow!" shouted the excited Tom again. This time he sprawled back into the bottom of the boat, tearing away a good half of Jennie's cape in his grip.
"Man Dyohn, you're won hame, I thee. Ay, man! And how are ye?" Gourlay surveyed him with insolent, indolent eyes. "Oh, I'm all rai-ight, Deacon," he swaggered; "how are ye-ow?" and he sent a puff of tobacco smoke down through his nostrils. "I declare!" said the Deacon. "I never thaw onybody thmoke like that before! That'll be one of the thingth ye learn at College, no doubt."
"Ye-ow!" howled Chunky; unable to restrain his enthusiasm. Tad did not even hear him. "Look out! Here comes the other one!" warned the fat boy. But Tad was too busily engaged in keeping the line taut about the roped Indian.
They lay on their oars and waited for the foe to come up, Cusack shouting meanwhile, "Who'd be afraid of a pack of thieves like you! I wouldn't! I dare you to land and fight us! Dare you to run into us! Dare you to stand still till we lick you! Dare you to do anything but steal other fellows' grub! Ye-ow!" "Now, you fellows," cried Parson, "put it on."
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