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It was a lovely hour and a lovely scene, and Charles felt the sweet influence of both. He looked out upon the lake, and wished he was floating over its tiny wavelets. IT WAS A LOVELY HOUR AND A LOVELY SCENE AND CHARLES FELT THE SWEET INFLUENCE OF BOTH HE LOOKED OUT UPON THE LAKE AND WISHED HE WAS FLOATING OVER ITS TINY WAVELETS
er, so that they came to be regarded as a unit of roguery, and people never saw one of them without wondering where the rest were. The foremost of these unruly fellows was Tim Bunker. He was the ruling spirit of their party, and had the reputation of being a notoriously bad boy. He was in the habit of lying, swearing, cheating, and stealing; and people, judging his followers by their ringleader, had got into the way of calling them the Bunkers. Of course Captain Sedley was unwilling that his son should associate with such boys as the Bunkers; and so much did Frank dislike their company that it was scarcely necessary to caution him to avoid them. While Charles Hardy was waiting, he walked down to the water's edge. The sun was just sinking behind the green hills in the west, reflecting the shadows of the beautiful gold and purple clouds upon the surface of the silver lake. A gentle breeze was blowing down the valley, and the little waves broke with a musical ripple upon the pebbly sands. IR MISCHIEF TOGETHER SO THAT THEY CAME TO BE REGARDED AS A UNIT OF ROGUERY AND PEOPLE NEVER SAW ONE OF THEM WITHOUT WONDERING WHERE THE REST WERE THE FOREMOST OF THESE UNRULY FELLOWS WAS TIM BUNKER HE WAS THE RULING SPIRIT OF THEIR PARTY AND HAD THE REPUTATION OF BEING A NOTORIOUSLY BAD BOY HE WAS IN THE HABIT OF LYING SWEARING CHEATING AND STEALING AND PEOPLE JUDGING HIS FOLLOWERS BY THEIR RINGLEADER HAD GOTTEN INTO THE WAY OF CALLING THEM THE BUNKERS OF COURSE CAPTAIN SEDLEY WAS UNWILLING THAT HIS SON SHOULD ASSOCIATE WITH SUCH BOYS AS THE BUNKERS AND SO MUCH DID FRANK DISLIKE THEIR COMPANY THAT IT WAS SCARCELY NECESSARY TO CAUTION HIM TO AVOID THEM WHILE CHARLES HARDY WAS WAITING HE WALKED DOWN TO THE WATER'S EDGE THE SUN WAS JUST SINKING BEHIND THE GREEN HILLS IN THE WEST REFLECTING THE SHADOWS OF THE BEAUTIFUL GOLD AND PURPLE CLOUDS UPON THE SURFACE OF THE SILVER LAKE A GENTLE BREEZE WAS BLOWING DOWN THE VALLEY AND THE LITTLE WAVES BROKE WITH A MUSICAL RIPPLE UPON THE PEBBLY SANDS
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