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Updated: June 26, 2025
You said so, you know; and oh, I have dreamt about them ever so often, poor things!" "That's true. Still, uncle persists that the holme is his property; and the Lairds of Lunda have always got the name of land-grabbers." Miss Osla looked up at the boy with a kind of terror in her eyes. "O Yaspard," she cried, "don't you begin that way too. Don't you believe all that's told you.
Then Yaspard went down to supper, and while demolishing his porridge he said, "Will you make me up a bit of ferdimet, auntie? I am going off early to-morrow to fish. "I suppose the Harrisons go with you?" said Aunt Osla. "Don't forget about your uncle's message to Lunda." "No, I won't forget." "You could run across to the post-office before going to fish, and get it over," she added.
"I have agreed to bury the feud in gratitude for this child's deliverance from great peril," and he laid his hand tenderly on Signy's bright hair. "Dear, dear uncle!" she exclaimed; and Miss Osla, behind the teapot, began to sniff preparatory to a sentimental effusion, which was fortunately checked by Yaspard exclaiming, "Then that makes an end of our jolly Vikinging, boys."
He also scented some rare shindies in the game Yaspard was playing, and Harry, seeing that the situation was an awkward one, agreed. "Is that all?" he asked. But before the enemy could reply there came a shout from Tom, a howl from Yaspard, a screech from the Harrisons, and loud laughter from Gloy in the water.
It was not until the Osprey had passed the Hoobes, and was being swiftly rowed to Noostigard, that Yaspard broke the eerie silence which he had maintained in a most unusual manner. "It all works in! works in beautiful!" he remarked.
"And that schooner's captain for another," said Fred. "Now for it," thought Yaspard. "I wonder what I ought to do? I can't peach on poor fule-Tammy."
As one after another their resources seemed to fail, the courage of more than one of the lads sank; but there was no daunting Yaspard, and he began to talk of lighting a big tire, or setting up the sail as a signal of one and all of the devices which castaways use for attracting attention, till Bill cut him short by saying, "We can do all that by-and-by, when the sea falls enough to allow a boat to come here if our signals were seen.
There was a pleasant breeze blowing fair, and Yaspard had preferred taking his passenger himself, leaving the Harrisons to entertain Gloy at Noostigard. Thus the conversation between the two could be as confidential as they pleased. "I wonder," said Fred, "if you know that it was your letter that brought me to Boden?" The Viking opened his eyes very wide.
Gloy glanced around the geo, evidently calculating how far his powers of climbing were fit to cope with the walls of his prison; and Yaspard, guessing his thought, said, "I shall leave Pirate on guard with you."
There was no way out of the geo by land, and Yaspard said, as the boat grounded, "This will be a splendid place for a prison." "Gracious! you're never going to leave me here?" exclaimed Gloy in a kind of comical dismay. "Yes, here! what could be better? It is a very nice place. I've spent many a happy hour in this geo reading and fishing. Now, don't be frightened.
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