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“Yes,” said Bob, “I do. I don’t think you’ll have to stay there long because if anything happens it’ll happen quick. After that I don’t think even your dad will be against your doing what you want.”,This was signed with nothing less than the Principal’s name. Not just a teacher’s—no, thank you! A credit to the school. The whistling grew louder and more piercing. A credit to the school. He was going straight to Father with this report, and would lay it right under Father’s nose.,As he came up the Indian held out his hand and said gravely, “Feather-in-the-Wind thanks you.” Without further word he marched off.,“It was good of you,” he said as gravely as the Indian had spoken. “But you can help me further perhaps.”,Wrapt let me view the magic world below!,“We’d better hurry back,” he said, “and send someone after the Greaser. He’s dangerous.” And without further words the two set forth.,Yes, there was an elderly gentleman with glasses who had not gone with the other boat.,“Father was at a meeting last night.”,“I’m—crossing—Niagara Falls—on—a—tight-rope,” said Johnny.,“Well, Bob,” remarked Mr. Hazard when the tale was done, “you certainly had a better time here than you would have had if you had gone to Russia with me!”,“I wish we were too,” agreed Bob, warming up to Jerry’s unexpected long speech. “Isn’t there anything exciting we can do while waiting for Mr. Whitney?”,Away went Johnny Blossom to Jeremias the wood-cutter..