"
"Why, sure! I forgot it for a minute," Cap'n Amazon said cheerfully.
"There, there, my dear. Don't take on so. Abe's with your father, if
so be anything has happened the _Curlew_; and Abe'll take keer o' him.
Sure he will! Ain't he a Silt? And lemme tell you a Silt never backed
down when trouble riz up to face him. No, sir!"
"But if they have been wrecked?" groaned Louise. "Both father and
Uncle Abram. What shall we do about it, Uncle Amazon?"
In this moment of trouble she clung to the master mariner as her single
recourse. And impostor or no, he who called himself Amazon Silt did
not fail her.
"There ain't nothing much we can rightly do at this minute, Niece
Louise," he told her firmly, still patting her morsel of a hand in his
huge one. "We'll watch the noospapers and I'll send a telegraph
dispatch to the ship news office in N'York and git just the latest word
there is 'bout the _Curlew_.
"You be brave, girl--you be brave. Abe an' Professor Grayling being
together, o' course they'll get along all right.
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