One could hardly help noticing him, he screamed so lustily as the
water was dashed over his head and shoulders.
Mandy saw how his face showed red and flushed with crying, under the
dripping yellow locks.
She thought uneasily of the baby, lying all alone on the old dock;
wondered if the sun had got round so as to shine in his face, and how
long the "Cap'n" would stand there, talking with those men. She was
happy again when the boat dropped behind and the "Cap'n" turned toward
the shore.
"Perry," he said, "just look at my watch--there in my weskit-pocket on
the starn-seat. What time's it got to be?"
"Twenty minutes to one," said Perry.
"What time'd I say we'd have them shad up there? One o'clock? Wal, one
o'clock it'll be, then. Only we can't leave this little gal ashore till
we come back."
"Oh, please----" Mandy began, in great dismay as she saw they were
passing the fishing-dock. "The baby! He's there all alone, and--oh,
Bub, the shawl's gone! I _must_ go ashore, Cap'n Kent--please!"
"Never mind, sissy; baby's all right. Bless my soul! who'd want to
carry off a baby? There aint no wild beasts roamin' round, and most of
us's got babies enough o' our own to hum, without borryin of the
neighbors. You'll find him there all safe enough when we get back.
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