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“Well, if you don’t want me to show you. But really, if my little finger were only big enough, I could lift the lamp just with that.” After breakfast they rolled up their mattress and stowed away in the boat the things they had used during the night. At last they were ready to start. The Chief shook the other man’s hand warmly. “You’re staying on, aren’t you, Taylor?” And when the other nodded his assent, he continued, “I’m glad! Couldn’t have better luck! I was hoping that you would stick as my assistant. My first job for you is to find jobs for a couple of rodmen I brought along with me. Here, boys, I want to introduce you to Mr. Taylor, the assistant engineer and therefore your immediate boss.”.
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When the two arrived, Nell Gordon was sitting with the sick child and crooning softly to her. Howard Eliot drew near, accidentally touching the firm round arm of Nell as he did so.I tried logging in using my phone number and I
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In a few days the sight of his wife wrapped in a shawl the color of an unripe cucumber had a rejuvenating influence upon Ebenezer Wopp. He did not say much, being a man of few words, but his sentiments were inscribed in cramped illegible writing on a slip of paper to be handed down to posterity.
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Bob thought he detected a glance of understanding flash from one to the other but put it down to his being suspicious of everything that occurred. He accepted O’Day’s invitation and they moved off the veranda in separate directions. Every one looked at him as he stood beside the Admiral—such a little boy, with comical, freckled nose and smooth, brown hair. He looked up at his big, stalwart uncle who was reading about him, Johnny Blossom! “Yes. Isn’t it interesting, Aunt Grenertsen? Isn’t it a beauty?” The murmur of voices came to him for a little and then all was still..
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