I brought it well under the foam and driftwood.

Deep Hole resumed its calm, unruffled aspect.

Mose went running toward Uncle Eb.
''S a whale!' he shouted.

'Ripped the pole away quicker'n lightnin'.' 'Where is it ?' Uncle Eb asked.
'Tuk it away f'm me,' said Moses.

'Grabbed it jes' like thet,' he added with a violent jerk of his hand.
'What d' he dew with it ?' Uncle Eb enquired.
Mose looked thoughtfully at the water and scratched his head, his features all a tremble.
'Dunno,' said he.