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"It is I,—Mona Scully," she calls aloud, when she is within a hundred yards of the hiding-place. "Tim Ryan, come here: I want you.","That is enough," interrupted Mrs. Dallas, rising in a cold fury. "I want no further speeches from you. Go to your room, Isabella. Mr. Alymer, your way lies yonder," and with a swift gesture she pointed to the window.,"Wait," said the lawyer. "Tell me, Jacobs, is there anything in this world you care for outside of yourself and your ambition to climb to fortune over the necks of others? I'm curious to know.",The night came down cold. The boys were glad to bundle up into their sleeping bags and get what rest they could. The novelty and excitement could keep Bob awake for only a little while, for the danger into which he was headed did not worry him for a moment, and he was very tired. He wanted adventure and he was going to have it. Only one thing deterred him at all, and that was the thought of his father. But before he had left the hotel at the Grand Canyon he had written a letter explaining to the older Hazard what he was planning to do. He had, of course, minimized the danger. But, even so, when Mr. Hazard got the letter he was very much upset and had an impulse to get on the next train and bring his boy back to civilization, if he still had a boy to bring back.,"You misunderstand me," says Mona, with tears in her eyes.,“But you said you would take me to him. I thought you knew where he is.”,"Begobs, so I've heard before." Harry scratched his head reflectively.,Notwithstanding, sometimes he,"I think it is my fault," said Isabella, hastily. "I remarked that Dido was always agitated when you came to this house.",“My dear Johnny! No, no!”,"Throw them away," said his father; "throw them both away. That is not a root digger; that is not a dog.",“Let him play to-day, mother,” she pleaded, when the two stepped into the hall; “he can be a boy only once.”.