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"Don't say another word till I get back," she said, authoritatively, and was gone before any questions could be formed.,"I say the boys found the old sow, Ma!" Cobin shouted.,Margaret Howes glanced at Elinor, as she sat quietly with chin in one pink palm, her brows drawn level and her dark eyes steady and thoughtful.,"Is the ship in sight?" exclaimed the Admiral.,When his captors came up he realized that Jerry was not with them and he turned to look back over the way they had come. No Jerry was in sight. Evidently as soon as real trouble started the men had decided it was better for Jerry to keep out of it.,“I hate to have you stay without Jean,” Billy objected.,“Can you forgive me, Nell? This guiding star of Moses is our guiding star, too.” After a moment Howard continued, “I wish we could transplant this morning-glory into our garden, don’t you?”,"I am sorry Mrs. Dallas said that," he remarked, when Maurice paused in his narrative.,“Don’t tell—must Edith and May Nell know?” he called after her. “Oh, all the town will—mother!” The anguish in his words halted her. “Mother, this wasn’t a boys’ scrap at all. I didn’t think of you or—or anything; an’ something must have squelched Betsey, she never peeped. Mother, I felt—I felt mad enough to kill him!” He whispered the awesome words.,“Then you’ll let him in on this?”,CHAPTER X,"You're drunk again!" said the boy, in deep disgust..