One'll help t'other.
Two pullin' on the sheet can allus h'ist the sail quicker than one.
Keep your heart up, Louise."
She looked at him strangely for a moment. The tears frankly standing
in his eyes, the quivering muscles of his face, his expression of keen
sorrow for her fears--all impressed her. She suddenly kissed him in
gratitude, impostor though she knew him to be, and then ran away.
Cap'n Joab hissed across the counter:
"Ye don't _know_ that Cap'n Abe's on that there craft, Am'zon Silt!"
"Well, if I don't--an' if you don't--don't lemme hear you makin' any
cracks about it 'round this store so't she'll hear ye," growled Cap'n
Amazon, boring into the very soul of the flustered Joab with his fierce
gaze.
Louise did not hear the expression of these doubts; but she suffered
uncertainties in her own mind. She longed to talk with somebody to
whom she could tell all that was in her thoughts. Aunt Euphemia was
out of the question, of course; although she must reveal to her the
possible peril menacing Professor Grayling.
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