"I don't like to be with such people; they make too much noise."
He bravely concealed the fact that they made fun of him, though his soul was vexed and torn by their unkind jokes.
"Well, you know Dick."
"Yes; but he has forgotten me. He only saw me that day."
That day meant the time of the rescue from the water. Dave looked into the face turned trustingly toward his own.
"Don't you worry, Bartie; I will look after you."
The boy looked up so gratefully, and the hand on Dave's knee pressed harder. The little boat rejoiced to have found such good moorings.
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About half-past three Dave said to Dick, "I think I must be going, if you can row me across. You know I said I would be back by four, and I shall be needed at the light."
"All right," replied Dick.