I want nothing." So, with a bow he strode away, and presently Dickory came back.

She drew near to him and whispered.

"Dickory," she said, "what shall I do?
Shall I scream and wave my handkerchief?
Perhaps they may see and hear me from the town." "No," said Dickory, "I would not do that.

The night is coming on, and the sky is cloudy.

And besides, if you make a noise, those fellows might do something." "Oh, Dickory, what shall I do ?" "You must wait for your father," he said; "he must be here soon, and the moment you see him, call to him and make him take you to shore.