Haste and Waste; Or, the Young Pilot of Lake Champlain. a Story for Young People by Oliver Optic
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while the ferryman, trembling with apprehension, paced the kitchen.
"What are you crying for?" said he impatiently. "Oh, John!" sobbed his wife. "Nothing has been proved." "Yes, there has. You told me you had given the money to Mr. Randall." "You told me you would restore it to the owner, when I gave you the pocketbook," added Lawry. "Lawry, if you say a word about it, you shall go to jail with me," said Mr. Wilford angrily. CHAPTER VII "THE FERRYMAN'S CRIME" Mr. Wilford, in spite of his faults and peculiarities, was a kind father, and never before had been heard to utter such terrible words as those which had just passed his lips. It was a consolation to Lawry and his mother to believe that the words were only a threat which was never intended to be executed, and only made to awe the |
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