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102 JOIINNY BLOSSOM
the next instant. Before they knew it, Pilot
Stiansen was right beside them in his big fishing
boat.
"You wild youngsters! If ever I saw your
equal!" he grumbled behind his red-brown
beard. "Sit still, I tell you!"
Pilot Stiansen produced a piece of rope and,
reaching over, tied the goat’s legs together,
then took the children’s boat in tow and towards
shore they went. The idea of their being towed!
What a way to be treated! They would have
got along beautifully if that meddlesome old
pilot hadn’t come and spoiled all their pleasure.
Perhaps he would tattle about it, too.
"Go home now, like good children," said
Pilot Stiansen, as he untied the goat’s legs.
"And don’t do anything like this again."
"Pooh! He thought we would drown," said
Asta. "Silly!"
Johnny Blossom also was indignant over the
pilot’s interference with their fine plan for
feeding the goat. But it wasn’t the stupidest
thing in the world to tie the goat’s legs together.
In the afternoon they would do that, and Pilot
Stiansen needn’t trouble himself any more over
their affairs.
Johnny Blossom hastened to get Mother’s
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