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قراءة كتاب The Outdoor Chums in the Forest; Or, Laying the Ghost of Oak Ridge
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The Outdoor Chums in the Forest; Or, Laying the Ghost of Oak Ridge
just couldn't. And then I run away three days ago," said the boy.
"Say, wouldn't I like to see the old fellow just now! He must be as mad as a hornet," laughed Will.
The boy shuddered.
"Oh! I hope he won't come here till I'm gone," he said, his face taking on its old expression of abject fear.
Frank did not like to see him give way after this manner. At the same time he knew that the lad had been browbeaten all his young life, and what little spirit he may have inherited must have been about crushed.
"You must have faith in us, Jed. I give you my word that if he appeared right now we would not let him take you away," he said.
"No," declared Bluff. "He could threaten and bluster all he wanted, so long as I had my eye on him along this trusty barrel he wouldn't dare."
"Listen! I thought I heard voices!" said Will just then.
They all remained silent, to make sure. The fugitive bound boy cowered lower in his seat. His terror-filled eyes glanced to the right and left, as though he contemplated immediate flight.
Frank put out his hand reassuringly.
"Don't you move. Trust us, Jed," he said quietly.
"But it's him—oh! I heard him speak! Don't I know his voice? Haven't I waked up many a time, thinking I heard it in my dreams? And nearly always he swears at me, and cuts me with that whip! Don't you think it would be better if I hid?" he asked, his confidence not quite so strong as it had been a while back.
"Don't move. I give you my word that he isn't going to take you back, and that we won't let him even put his finger on you, Jed. Do you believe me?"
The poor waif looked into the determined face of Frank. What he saw there seemed to give him a new lease of faith, for he did not make any further effort at flight.
Nearer came the gruff voices.
"Perhaps you other fellows had better get ready to repel boarders," remarked Frank, as he too, reached out and secured his shotgun.
Jerry did likewise, while Will picked up his camera and hied him away to a spot where he thought he might secure a flashlight picture of the scene.
And hardly had the stage been set after this fashion than two rough-looking men showed up on the edge of the camp, standing there while they looked the group over.