Pulp Fiction, 1897 · page 120 of 192
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312 THE BUNKEL MYSTERY. and he seemed to be out of breath. His clothes were wet and covered with yellow mud, and he was certainly in a very bad plight. ‘‘ Your father has not yet come in, has he ?’’ asked Mr. Lamb, as he met Dolph in the hall. ‘“ Not yet; but he will be in before long,’’ replied Dolph, so exhausted that he could with difficulty utter the words. ‘’ You look as though you had had a hard time of it, Dolph,’’ added Andy, looking him over, ‘“I went down to look out for my boat, and a big wave dashed up on the shore-and threw me down,’’ answered the rich man’s son. } ‘’ Were the boats carried away ?’”’ asked Andy. No, they both held on; but I thought the Dragon would be stove against the shore. That is, they were both there—I think they are all right,’’ stammered Dolph, who did not seem to be quite sure about the boats. ‘I must go and put on some dry clothes, for I am wet to the skin.” He went up the stairs, evidently in a hurry when he saw his father come in at the front door. Mr. Singerlay did not seem to be at all depressed by the loss of the dam, and welcomed Andy. _ CHAPTER XII.—THE INTERVIEW WITH THE MAGNATE, ‘I am glad to see you, Andy Lamb; and if you had only told me how you happened to be in my grounds, it would have been all right,” said Mr. Singerlay, as he gave his hand to the young man. ‘‘ Iam very sorry I was so rude to you, and I apologize for it. I am glad to see you, Mr. Lamb, for I believe you are the father of Andy.’’ It was certainly very magnanimous on the part of the mighty magnate of Montoban to apologize toa boy like Andy, for, unlike Dolph, he believed that a young fellow of sixteen was still a boy, and he was so embarrassed that he could hardly say a word. ‘It is all right, sir; and it is my fault that I did not explain how I hap- pened to be in your grounds,’’ replied Andy. : ‘“ Di cried like a baby when she learned what had happened, and I pro- : mised to make it right with you, if I could,’’ continued Mr. Singerlay, as he invited his guests to be seated. ‘‘ Andy, Di thinks you are the greatest man in Montoban, and I am inclined to think that she is more than half right. You were a brave young fellow to stand up against a pair of revolvers in the hands of a desperate young vagabond.’’ ‘I dodged down into the bottom of the boat, and there was not much danger, sir, when Tom Sawder did the shooting,’ said Andy. ‘“ No matter ‘what you did ; it was plucky and you deserve a gold medal,’’ added the magnate with enthusiasm, and Andy found it difficult to believe that the speaker was the same gentleman who had dragged him into the house by the collar a couple of hours before. While they were talking, Di and her mother came in. ““It’s all right, Di,’’ exclaimed her father. “ Andy has forgiven me for my bad behavior.’’ iboo S 5 <S) (0)