Snatch his pole right away from him.

Then lay still.' Uncle Eb left me, shortly, going up stream.

It was near an hour before I heard them coming.

Uncle Eb was talking in a low tone as they came down the other bank.
'Drop right in there,' he was saying, 'an' let her drag down, through the deep water, deliberate like.

Git clus t' the bottom.' Peering through a screen of bushes I could see an eager look on the unlovely face of Moses.