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“Yes, go away, Billy; I’m not afraid.” May Nell laughed happily. Her quick mind was delighted with the masquerading.,A moment later the "swowee" of the cutting wings sounded, close in, and the old gun spoke twice.,"Do you really think she killed him?" asked Lady Meg, her face growing pale with the intensity of her excitement.,After she had called him the fourth time, Kŭt-o-yĭs´ went to her.,“We might as well be going,” said Jerry. “Hop in.” He was already at the oars, which he had tied securely to the oarlocks. The wisdom of this precaution was later to be proved to them. Once Bob was in, Jerry pulled off. He was a fair oarsman and going with the current the boat made good time. At this point the river was broad and, except for the towering hills which rose in the distance, it might have been a peaceful tributary stream of any civilized river. Its calm surface gave no warning of what was to come in the way of rapids and whirlpools. After a bit Bob took the oars and as he had had more experience with boats he made even better time than Jerry had. Turn by turn they went through the morning.,Uncle Isaac lay in the big carved bedstead. My, oh, my! how pale he was! almost as pale as Jeremias the wood-cutter.,"Yes, if it is fine," says Mona, after a faint hesitation.,CHAPTER II Crab Fishing,Spread out on the cloth, the scraps pieced perfectly into the study that Elinor had made for the Roberts prize. The back showed the stamp of the Keystone tablet, with Judith's name partly erased and Doris' scribbled over it.,"Then Dr. Etwald--that horrid, gloomy creature!","What cheer! How are ye, Captain, how are ye this fine morning? Have you heard the news?","Well, Dido didn't know that; she was never in this room.".