Part 26 (2/2)
”Not much of a one. Lesher is leader when he is sober. Of course we'll all come over here, now we've found you and the wreck,” went on Dan Baxter.
”But why should you come here?” asked Dora, not at all pleased by the prospect. ”We can let you have your share of what's on board of the schooner.”
”Don't want me here, eh?”
”I don't care for all of those rough sailors.”
”Well, they are Captain Blossom's men, you mustn't forget that.”
”I suppose that is true,” and Dora sighed. With the coming of the sailors she was certain the camp would not be as pleasant as formerly.
”I don't think you ought to be down on me, Dora,” continued Dan Baxter, after a pause. ”I always liked you, and you know it.”
”Thank you for nothing,” she replied coldly.
”I'm just as good a fellow as d.i.c.k Rover,” went on the bully, and laid his hand on the girl's shoulder.
”Don't touch me, Dan Baxter!” she cried.
”I won't hurt you. Come, let us be friends. Surely you don't want any enemies here, where there are only a handful of us, all told.”
”I want you to leave me alone.”
She tried to move away from him, but he caught her by the arm and tried to hold her hands. Grace and Nellie were out of sight, the one having gone into the house for some dishes, and the other to the spring for some water.
”Say that you'll be friends, and I'll let you go,” he said, drawing her closer.
”I won't be friends with you, Dan Baxter, so there!” she cried. ”Now let me go!” And she tried to push him away.
”You--you little cat!” he cried, and then, as she let out a loud cry, he let go of her. ”What a little fool you are!” And he walked away to the trees, and threw himself down to rest.
Red in the face and ready to cry, Dora ran into the house. Grace looked at her in wonder.
”What is the trouble, Dora?”
”Nothing.”
”Did Dan Baxter try to--to--”
”He wants to be--be friends!” sobbed Dora. ”He held my hand so I couldn't get away. Oh, how I despise him!”
”Just wait till d.i.c.k comes back; he'll make Baxter mind his own business.”
”Oh, don't tell him, Grace.”
”But I shall, Dora. Baxter has got to keep his distance. I hate him myself, and so does Nellie.”
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