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“That is all I can stand now,” he said. “It is too wonderful.”,Mark the deep empassioned woe!,Deep silence.,“You’ve got a hunch?” cried Ted. “Out West here we always play hunches. Go to it; you’re probably right. By the way, don’t he go up the river a lot?”,“But—but,” stammered Jerry, “I’m going to see somebody. They expect me.”,“They ran home, crying, and told that you were out on the ‘red pear’; but when the postmaster had got a boat and rowed out you were gone.”,Then, in a flash, he knew he wasn’t beaten! Far from it. As he yanked off his coat he muttered savagely to himself.,“Rather an involved story,” thought Mother. But she said: “Well, now you must say your prayers and go to sleep.”,“Sell your fishing rod? Indeed, you must not think of such a thing.”,“I know it, sir!”,“What’d you sneak off for like that?” he said sneeringly. “Going back to tell the boss you caught me gambling?”,But Jerry was not to be put off. He had come very close to death and it had shaken him out of his reserve. Bob had saved him and he wanted to thank him, to show his gratitude..