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“And you,” she said sharply, “the Kingthorpe heir—to behave like this!”,“Why, here are my small boatmen!” said the gentleman.,“Heat lightning, I guess,” returned the other, but before the words were out of his mouth the same phenomenon occurred and this time he saw it.,A smile went round, but Mother was crying and Father, with arms folded, was looking up earnestly at Johnny. From amidst the group of workmen, old Rolfsen, foreman at the wharf, elbowed his way to the table.,A way of overcoming this obstacle came to Bob. Without wasting any more time talking he rushed down to the concrete shed to get there just as the loading gang had finished changing the great hook of the cableway from the empty bucket to a full one. The foreman had his hand raised to signal Billy to hoist away when Bob darted in and jumped onto the bucket.,Johnny did not see anything to laugh at, yet they laughed harder than ever.,“Is that so?” asked the little cripple.,Stolidly the man took his orders and stumped out. When he was gone Mr. Whitney’s assistant turned to Bob.,“It’s pretty bad, the way you’ve ridden today,” said Lars Berget soberly, when Johnny Blossom came into the stable with Bob. “He is all used up, poor Bobby!”,“Hold it still, why don’t you?” shouted John. Asta struggled and strove, but without success.,“Sunk, do you think?” anxiously queried Bob. “Seems to me I remember hitting a rock just an instant before—before I did my parachute act.”,Mother put him down on the sofa and washed his hot, tear-stained face. Some time after he exclaimed, “Mother.”.