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Becky's face paled, but she thought she could.
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Well, then, Becky, we must stay here, where there's water to drink.
That little piece is our last candle!"
Becky gave loose to tears and wailings. Tom did what he could to
comfort her, but with little effect. At length Becky said:
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Tom!"
Well, Becky?"
They'll miss us and hunt for us!"
Yes, they will! Certainly they will!"
Maybe they're hunting for us now, Tom."
Why, I reckon maybe they are. I hope they are."
When would they miss us, Tom?"
When they get back to the boat, I reckon."
Tom, it might be dark then--would they notice we hadn't come?"
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