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The amateur firemen.
NowsuddenlyBobbieslippedthroughtherailingsandrusheddownthebanktowardsPeter,soimpetuouslythatPhyllis,followingmoretemperately,feltcertainthathersister’sdescentwouldendinthewatersofthecanal.AndsoitwouldhavedoneiftheBargeehadn’tletgoofPeter’sear—andcaughtherinhisjerseyedarm.
"Whoareyoua-shovingof?"hesaid,settingheronherfeet.
"Oh,"saidBobbie,breathless,"I’mnotshovinganybody.Atleast,notonpurpose.Pleasedon’tbecrosswithPeter.Ofcourse,ifit’syourcanal,we’resorryandwewon’tanymore.Butwedidn’tknowitwasyours."
"Goalongwithyou,"saidtheBargee.
"Yes,wewill;indeedwewill,"saidBobbie,earnestly;"butwedobegyourpardon—andreallywehaven’tcaughtasinglefish.I’dtellyoudirectlyifwehad,honourbrightIwould."
SheheldoutherhandsandPhyllisturnedoutherlittleemptypockettoshowthatreallytheyhadn’tanyfishconcealedaboutthem.
"Well,"saidtheBargee,moregently,"cutalong,then,anddon’tyoudoitagain,that’sall."
Thechildrenhurriedupthebank.
"Chuckusacoat,M’ria,"shoutedtheman.Andared-hairedwomaninagreenplaidshawlcameoutfromthecabindoorwithababyinherarmsandthrewacoattohim.Heputiton,climbedthebank,andslouchedalongacrossthebridgetowardsthevillage.
