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CHAPTER IX THE DAM,THE BUFFALO STONE,Just here the whistle of bob-white sounded from a little distance along the trail.,"I think I have some reason, Mr Lawrence," answered Mr Greyquill, drooping his head to one side, and looking at the other with a confidential and familiar expression which was scarcely a smile, but which teased the hot blood of Mr Lawrence as though the look masked an insult. Mr Lawrence viewed him in silence.,"We intend doing so.",But a disappointment awaited them in the morning. The craft that had brought them this far was quite beyond repair. It would perhaps not have been impossible to patch it up if they had had the necessary tools, but, lacking them, the boat was a total wreck.,“You keep still, Betsey! I’m going to watch!” he exclaimed, as if some one had spoken.,"'What darling little hands you have!'" begins Nolly, quite innocently.,I saw the worst was over, and I breathed freely again. There was nothing for it but to go with him, and I wanted to most awfully.,"Most fortunate," says Rodney, with deep gravity. "I consider I have been the means of preventing a public calamity. Why, that bird might have haunted us later on.",“Why yes Betty, what do you suppose they will talk about?”,"No, he ain't agoin'; and now, not another of your fool questions. Slick your hair down and go at once. Do you hear me?".