Young Hunters of the Lake by Ralph Bonehill
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little windows, he saw two figures approaching the boathouse. The
two boys or men had their coat collars turned up and their soft hats pulled well down over their foreheads. Making no noise Snap aroused Shep, who was sound asleep on the cot. "What is it?" demanded the doctor's son. "They are coming. Hush, or they may hear you." Silently the two boys crawled to the small window facing the town. The two figures outside were now close by and Snap and Shep felt sure they, were Ham and Carl. "Anybody around?" came the question, in a whisper. "I don't see anybody." "We don't want to get caught at this." "Oh, don't get chicken-hearted, Carl." "Humph! Please remember what happened last winter, Ham." "Hush! Don't speak my name, please." "Well, then don't speak mine." "I didn't." |
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