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CHAPTER II THE SATURDAY GANG,He bowed as though to the applause of an audience, and looked the better pleased with Mr Lawrence for having heard him.,Jerry, on account of his experience, had at once been assigned to active outside work as the aid of one of the many junior assistant engineers. At night he would tell Bob of the day’s work and commiserate with him that his lot was not as exciting. But at lunch hour and after work was over for the day, Bob found a chance to investigate the outside work. It was fascinating. Along one side of the valley the river had been forced by means of a temporary dam into an artificial channel, called the spillway, so that the river bottom where the dam was to be built should be clear of water. From the river bed rose the rough foundations of the permanent dam.,“But John, John! You knew perfectly well that you ought not to do that!”,"Fer the love av hivin, be sure ye make both inds av the circle jine," he shivered. "Ut's a small crack a ghost kin squeeze through, I'm tellin' ye.",Kŭt-o-yĭs´ spoke to one of the people who was alive and asked, "What is that hanging down above us?",It was nearly half an hour before Mr. Johnston summoned the boys and girls from the open windows to their seats. The room still smelled strongly of sulphur, but one might still breathe and live.,The answer is so downright, so unlike the usual "a little," or "oh, nothing to signify," or "just when there is nobody else," and so on, that Geoffrey is rather taken back.,"If that's so, Dad has no right to that woods," said Jim.,"You take care, missy! Obi! dat not nonsense!" said Dido, in a threatening tone.,"Insist!" repeated the young man, annoyed by the peremptory tone of his guardian.,Yet in this he spoke the truth, echoing Spenser (though unconsciously), where he says,——.