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“Well—that was because of the boat-hook, you see; but I asked him to excuse me and we shook hands.”,"I have a postscript to add," smiled Bruce. "Sometimes, as you know, the postscript is of great importance.",There was nothing to it. Evidently Jerry saw that Bob was determined to go and he was afraid that if he refused it would look funny. Bob saw the hesitancy and continued:,“This is Jerry King, Bob,” said Whitney. “Another member of my corps. Shake hands with Bob Hazard, Jerry. We will all be together this summer.”,"You go to ruin us," wept Mrs. Dallas.,"Well I didn't. Them two marks are symbols, signifyin' a gap.",A few men were to be seen racing aft, and in a minute or two a squab boat descended from a pair of davits as stout as catheads[Pg 353] with four men in her, two to row, one to bale, and one to steer.,"A little, now it is all over. Yet I must make great haste homeward. Uncle Brian will be uneasy about me if he discovers my absence, though he knew I was going to the Bay. Come, we must hurry.",After the little procession had been going for some time, Harper began to taunt Bob.,"Oh! catch him! do catch him!" cries Mona, "Look, there he is again! Don't you see?" with growing excitement. "Over there, under that bush. Why on earth can't you see him? Ha! there he is again! Little wretch! Turn him back, Geoffrey; it is our last chance.",“Sorry,” sympathized Bob, “but I guess they found I’d got out and that scared ’em.”,"All you know!" repeated Jen, in a startled tone. "About this crime?".