Monthly Archives: August 2007

“What was that?” asked Clint.

“Yes, it is,” agreed “Boots” reluctantly. “Suppose you’d like him, wouldn’t you?”

“Gangway!” shouted Amy. “Hold tight, Clint! Here we go, fellows! Gangway!”

“Thought so,” said Amy. “I picked them to meet Scannel and Boynton. And I’ll bet they beat ‘em, too.”

“Of course I know who Detweiler is,” said Gilbert, a trifle indignantly. “But there might be more than one, mightn’t there? How did I know–”

“You do acknowledge that, don’t you?” asked the man.

“Amy!” remonstrated Clint. “Let me down, you crazy Indian! I–I’m tired!”