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As he swam nearer to the object which was swirling around in the water, it constantly eluded his grasp, but he saw that it was Jerry. It was as if the river was playing tag with him, snatching the thing he wanted out of his reach. Reason told him that Jerry was dead. What was the use of his trying to keep up this endeavor when it was all so useless? But something kept him striving, held him to his aim. He couldn’t give up. With a last despairing lunge, he shot into the eddy and caught his comrade’s shoulder. With infinite pains he swam with his prize to the bank. Safely there, he had only strength to pull it halfway out of the water.,"Bill," he said, with his voice dancing, "that's the most effective apology I ever heard. You were sorry to some point.","Indeed! Then it appears that I am to be arrested.","Well, why not you and Alfred come along and make it a family party, if that is what suits Bill, the boss?",“How did the harvesting of Aunt Grenertsen’s apples go this afternoon?” asked Mother.,Patricia longed to ask a question, but Margaret Howes saved her the necessity.,"You'd better go to sleep," said Patricia, smoothing the white brow with deft fingers. "I'll keep everything quiet, so that you can sleep it off as you used to be able to. I hope you'll be all right in the morning.","Well, sir." Battersea scratched his shock head. "She knows things as ain't good for 'er. 'Bout that devil-stick es you talks of.",Stanhope told him, his voice not always steady, and Billy sat silent, his grey eyes growing bigger and bigger. And at the conclusion he did a very boyish thing. He lowered his head to the table and cried.,So Kŭt-o-yĭs´ set off for that place, and when he came to the camp he went into an old woman's lodge.,The slender sensitive fingers of the specialist lifted the lids of the unseeing eyes. Intently he examined them, then with a quick smile that transformed his grave face to almost boyish gladness, he spoke.,"By whom?".