Quicksilver Part 77
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"All right, my lads," shouted the fellow. "I know yer. You stole that boat, that's what you've done!"
"Row hard, Bob!" whispered Dexter.
"It's all very fine to say row hard. You kitch hold and help."
Dexter readily seized the second scull, and began to pull with so much energy and effect that they had soon pa.s.sed the muddy creek up which the man had gone and come, and before long he was out of sight.
"It was all your fun, Bob," said Dexter, as they went on. "I thought you meant to sell the boat."
"So I did," grumbled Bob; "only you were so disagreeable about it. How are we to get on for money when mine's all done!"
"I don't know," said Dexter dolefully. "Can't we work for some?"
"Yah! How can we work? I say, though, he knew you'd stolen the boat."
"I didn't steal it, and it isn't stolen," said Dexter indignantly. "I wrote and told Sir James that we had only borrowed it, and I sent some money, and I shall send some more if we cannot find a way to get it back."
"See if they don't call it stealing," said Bob grimly. "Look there at the her'ns."
He nodded toward where a couple of the tall birds were standing heel-deep in the shallow water, intent upon their fis.h.i.+ng, and so well accustomed to being preserved that they did not attempt to rise from their places.
Dexter was so much interested in the birds that he forgot all about their late adventure.
Then they rowed on for about a couple of hours, and their next proceeding was to look out for a suitable spot for their meal.
There were no high cliff-like banks now, but here and there, alternating with meadows, patches of woodland came down to the water's edge, and at one of these they stopped, fastened the boat to a tree where it was quite out of sight; and now for the first time they began to see boats pa.s.sing along.
So far the little tub in which the would-be purchaser of their gig was seated was the only one they had seen on the water, but they were approaching a village now, and in low places they had seen high posts a short distance from the water's edge, on which were festooned long nets such as were used for the salmon at the time they run.
As soon as they had landed, a fire was lit, the fish cleaned, and the remainder of the bread and b.u.t.ter left from the last meal brought ash.o.r.e. After which, as an experiment, it was decided to roast the smelts before the blaze, a task they achieved with more or less success.
As each fish was deemed sufficiently cooked it was eaten at once--a piece of bread forming the plate--and, with the exception of wanting salt, declared to be delicious.
"Ever so much better than chub, Bob," said Dexter, to which for a wonder that young gentleman agreed.
Evening soon came on, and as it was considered doubtful whether they could find as satisfactory a place for their night's rest as that where they were, it was decided to stop, and go on at sunrise next morning.
"We shall get to the sea to-morrow," said Bob, as he began to yawn.
"I'm jolly glad of it, for I'm tired of the river, and I want to catch cod-fish and soles, and something big. Whatcher yawning for?"
"I'm tired and sleepy," said Dexter, as he sat upon the roots of an old tree, three or four yards from the water's edge.
"Yah! you're always sleepy," said Bob.
"But I had to keep watch while you slept."
"So you will have to again."
"But that isn't fair," said Dexter, in ill-used tones. "It's your turn to watch now."
"Well, I'll watch half the night, if you watch the other," said Bob.
"That's fair, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Then I shall lie down now, and you can call me when it's twelve o'clock."
"But I shan't know when it is," protested Dexter.
"Well, I ain't particular," said Bob, stretching himself beneath the tree. "Guess what you think's fair half, and I'll get up then."
"But will you get up!" said Dexter.
"Of course I will, if you call loud enough. There, don't bother, I'm ever so tired with rowing, and I shall go to sleep at once."
Bob kept his word as soon as darkness had set in, and Dexter sat listening to the lapping of the water, and wondered whether, if they camped out like this in a foreign land, crocodiles would come out of the rivers and attack them.
He sat down, for he soon grew tired of standing and walking about, and listened to Bob's heavy breathing, for the boy had gone off at once.
It was very dark under the trees, and he could only see the glint of a star from time to time. It felt cold too, but as he drew himself close together with his chin down upon his knees he soon forgot that, and began thinking about the two owls he had heard the past night. Then he thought about the long-legged herons he had seen fis.h.i.+ng in the water; then about their own fis.h.i.+ng, and what capital fish the smelts were.
From that he began to think about hunting out the cray-fish from the banks, and how one of the little things had nipped his fingers quite sharply.
Next he began to wonder what Helen Grayson thought about him, and what the doctor had said, and whether he should ever see them again, and whether he should like Bob any better after a time, when camping out with him, and how long it would be before they reached one of the beautiful hot countries, where you could gather cocoa-nuts off the trees and watch the lovely birds as they flitted round.
And then he thought about how long it would be before he might venture to call Bob.
And then he began thinking about nothing at all.
When he opened his eyes next it was morning, with the sun s.h.i.+ning brightly, and the birds singing, and Bob Dimsted had just kicked him in the side.
"Here, I say, wake up," he cried. "Why, you've been to sleep."
"Have I!" said Dexter sheepishly, as he stared helplessly at his companion.
"Have yer? Yes; of course yer have," cried Bob angrily. "Ain't to be trusted for a moment. You're always a-going to sleep. Whatcher been and done with that there boat!"
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
IN DIRE STRAITS.
"Done with the boat?"
"I haven't done anything with the boat."
"Then where is it?"
Quicksilver Part 77
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