Roy Blakeley by Percy Keese Fitzhugh
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have staggered up against the window to get air, but I didn't see how
he could fall out, and if he was able to climb out then why didn't he come up where the rest of us were? I couldn't make anything out of it; all I knew was he was gone. I knew he must have been drowned and his body been carried up by the tide, which was running up strong now. Well, you can bet we didn't have any fun drifting up. Nobody said anything much; we just sat around the edge of the deck with our staffs and pushed her off, whenever she ran against the shore. Charlie Seabury sat next to me and after a while he said, "Who's going to tell his people?" "I am," I told him, "because I'm to blame for the whole business." "Nobody's to blame," he said. "Yes, I am," I said, "they just did it on account of me." "That's because all the fellows like you," he said, "and they like to do anything for you." Anyway, it wasn't so necessary, I see that now, and it's just the same as if I killed him. Gee, I wish it was I that got killed, I know that. Cracky, I deserved to after being such a fool. After that, nobody spoke for a long time, then Hunt Ward, who's in the Elk Patrol, said, "It's the first fellow in our troop that died. I |
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