The Hilltop Boys on Lost Island  by Cyril Burleigh
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			tight as a vise and there is no chance of her slipping back into the water 
			or anything of that sort." "Well, I hope so, but somehow I begin to feel nervous, and wish that I had not let him go down." "Young Smith is all right, Jack," said Percival reassuringly. "He is not afraid of anything, and really I don't believe there is anything to be afraid of. There was not when we went down." "No, but we are a couple of big boys, and he is only a midget. If anything happened to him I should never forgive--listen, and see if you can hear him coming." "No, I cannot, but he has had hardly time to get there yet. Give him a chance. He will want to see all there is, boy-like. Let him have a good long look at the wonders of the place. He has never seen anything like it before, and never will again." Jack was very anxious in spite of Dick's cheering words, and the minutes seemed like hours till at last, holding the rope in his hand he felt a tug at, and then heard: "Hello! Are you up there?" "Yes!" shouted Jack. "Are you all right?" "Sure I am. Wait till I get the rope under my arms. I've got a bag of the stuff, as I said I would, but I don't think----"  | 
		
			
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