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“Need you—quick—over at the east spillway—wall giving way—” But faster than the words could tremble out, the Chief was acting.,“Surely your parents wouldn’t treat you like that!” expostulated Bob Hazard, horrified.,Like to follow their tender young prey,,Uncle Isaac roused up. “No, no, my boy! Let go the lamp! Let go instantly!”,“Yes. I thought it was an awfully long time since you had seen me.”,“The postmaster and his boys came here and said that you had climbed up on the buoy farthest out. The boys had rowed back toward shore just for fun, but they met a man in a row boat who nabbed them because they had taken the Custom House boat. The boys didn’t say anything to him about you, sitting out there on the buoy”—,With a last wave of the hand, the boys started on their long hike.,“Yes, but I have just written to him that if he will rub himself with kerosene he will get well.”,There they stood with their angry faces close together as they quarreled over the two seconds. It seemed as if the dispute might end in blows.,Tellef and Johnny Blossom had been friends ever since that time long ago when they had had a fight and he had broken Tellef’s fishpole, and then had given him the two half-dollars he had got from Uncle Isaac. Never since had they been anything but the best of friends.,At this they all laughed again. There was a very wet place on the wharf where the clothes had lain.,“That must be it,” he said. “Look, Jerry!”.