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“I’m—crossing—Niagara Falls—on—a—tight-rope,” said Johnny.,“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—”,Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh.,"Well, have it your own way," said Etwald, carelessly. "I am a scoundrel in your eyes, I dare say; but if you will permit me to see you to-morrow at eleven o'clock I shall be able to prove that this particular devil--meaning myself, major--is not quite so black as you have painted him.","Yes. I--I--I do love Miss Dallas.",At the sound of his voice the old horse stood still. "Thomas," cried the rider sternly, "did I command you to halt?",Mona makes no reply.,"Was he a friend of yours, doctor?",It is quite half-past six; and though there is no light in the room, save the glorious flames given forth by the pine logs that lie on the top of the coals, still one can see that the occupants of the apartment are dressed for dinner.,They are the Carsons, mustered in force, and, if anything, a trifle more noisy and oppressive than usual.,“But this—this is serious,” cried the boy. “Rules don’t count! They’ve got to have him!”,"And Cobin—he ain't any head at all, poor Cobin—did he talk sell?".