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Then began all the hue and cry. First, Squire Levorson stopped him. “What in the world! Is this you? They are saying all over town that you are at the bottom of the sea.”,Mrs. Lind waddled hastily across the deck and squeezed herself down the narrow stairway.,“But isn’t your shirt wet?”,Bob paid no attention to him. “Jerry,” he said, “is it true? If you tell me now it isn’t I’ll believe that you just got mixed up in the poker game and—and—Oh, Jerry, I can’t believe it. Please—please tell me it isn’t true.”,At home that day they had been baking the Christmas cakes. Johnny Blossom had eaten not a little of the raw dough, and his sister Asta and he had made some cakes of remarkable shapes (though rather dingy from much handling), which they were allowed to bake.,And now the distant view where vision fails,,No. Lars was firm. Johnny must go to the library.,“Get up now,” said Mother.,“Mr. Whitney? Oh, you mean ‘Whiskers,’ who put the engineering bug into Bob’s head, last year. We found him up the river at the cave. Would you like to go up there?”,As Bob shot out into the stream he asked the newcomer, “Want to paddle?”,He met Tellef’s littlest sister on the street.,“I should like to know!” exclaimed Asta. “As heavy as he was to row!”.