“Ye haven’t the honor of an acquaintance wid me dad.”
CHAPTER V
The Loser of the Race
A long, low bridge connects the western projection of Westport with Woolwich on the opposite bank, beyond which spreads Montsweag Bay, narrowing to Back River, which, as has been explained, joins the Sheepscot.
The draw had just been swung open when our friends came in sight of the bridge, and saw the Water Witch passing through. The bridge tender immediately began turning his lever with which he closed the draw. Alvin whistled to signify that he wished to follow the other, but seemingly the man did not hear him. His back steadily rose and fell, as he worked the handle of his contrivance, and the movable section of the structure slowly swung back in response.
“Isn’t that lucky now!” was the sarcastic exclamation of Mike.
“He wants to hilp ye fall back further behind the ither boat.”