“I don’t want to say anything yet. It may be a week before things come right. Good night, Dora; and don’t forget me.”
CHAPTER X
In which Clarence engages in a swimming race, and to the consternation of Dora, disappears in the waters of the Mississippi.
On the following day, the camp did not break up at the usual early hour. Pete remained in his tent nursing his injuries. The gypsies were kept mindful of his presence, now by an occasional bellow from the leader, now by a roaring burst of profanity. Ben had disappeared early in the morning; and it was for him they were waiting before they proceeded further.
It was nearly noon-time when he returned. After an interview with Pete, he called Clarence aside.
“Do you know where I have been, my boy?”
“No; where?”
“To McGregor.”
“You have! Is it far from here?”
“It’s ten miles down the river.”