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“He made me his rodman, if that’s any sign.”,Bob was about to reply when an interruption stopped the words that were on the end of his tongue. A crackling noise in the bushes had been the only warning Feather-in-the-Wind had given of his approach. But his companion was what surprised Bob.,“Mother, I fell in the water today.”,Bob was interested. He had read of and knew in a general way what use engineers made of transits and levels but up to this time he had not had an opportunity to see them in actual service.,“Fool Greaser! Go all way up hill only to throw people off track. I know where he make for. Come!”,"Alas! you only make fun of me; such a thing would not be suitable for me at all.",Weather without,,He had bitten into the cake before he remembered that he never in the world was going to take any more goodies from Miss Melling. “Thank you.” He bowed low, with his mouth crammed full of cake. “Thank you.” Of course he couldn’t possibly say that he wouldn’t have the cake when she put it right under his nose that way. He had thought of her asking him to go into her room to be treated to cookies and jelly. That was what he had meant he would not do.,Bob laughed. “Well, water won’t hurt us. You’re sort of a grouch, aren’t you, Jerry?” he said pleasantly. It was a tactless thing to say, for the other boy shut up like a clam and except as it was absolutely necessary he gave no openings for further conversation.,Mark the purple streams that flow!,The stout gentleman had a tight grip on Johnny’s little red ear.,“You bet I am,” was the enthusiastic answer..