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“I’m afraid you’re right, Ted,” said Bob. “But I sure hate to think it.”,“It was very kind of you boys to bring me up here,” said Grandmother. “Oh, if I could only see the water! Is it smooth and bright?”,“Better not let go one hand till you get another hold!” cautioned Jerry. “It’s mighty slippery.”,It was dynamite, dynamite stolen probably from the work and brought up and stored here for some evil purpose. Evidently Miguel was preparing to strike the first blow in the plot against the dam.,“All right,” sang out Jerry. “But I wish we had a lantern.”,My, oh, my! Just look at all the apples! There must be fully a half bushel—a good many for such a little old tree.,Mr. Hazard had grown lonely for his son and had come out to see him on the job and to have the long ride homeward with him across the continent.,The man knew his was a losing fight yet he wanted to struggle on. Through the years he had watched over his motherless boy, he had dreamed dreams. He had seen the time when Bob would enter his office, when he would become a partner and at last when he would take onto his young shoulders the whole burden of the work. It had been a good dream and he was loath to give it up. He made one more effort.,Suddenly he had a brilliant idea. That beautiful frame that he had carved in the autumn, he would give that to Uncle Isaac, with a pretty card on which he would write: “A hearty Christmas greeting from an affectionate boy. Johnny Blossom.”,“That’s the story, Mr. Whitney,” he finished. “And as the dam is safe, everything seems to be all right only, only—” Here the boy’s voice broke—“the part about Jerry. I—I can’t understand how he could do it—how—how he could be a traitor to the Service—”,“You are lucky but I’m mighty glad for you. It’ll be a heap more fun than that office work.”,“What are you doing away from your drawing board? Did Mr. Taylor send you for me?”.