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"Is it?" he replied quietly. "Why?" "Don't you see " "No," he said sharply, "not werry well. I can a little." "But I mean, don't you understand?" I cried in an awe-stricken choking voice, "that if we don't get out soon, we shall die." "What, like when you kills a rabbud or a bird?" "Yes." "Get out!" he cried in contemptuous tones.
I wish I'd some more rabbud." I drew in a long breath, and sat down as far from the sealed-up opening as I could get, and listened to the rustling trickling noise made by the sand every now and then, as more and more seemed to be coming in, and I knew most thoroughly now that our only course was to wait till Ike missed us, and came and dug us out.
"Here, come and watch the rabbud while I go and get some more wood," shouted Shock to me. "No, thank you," I said. "You may watch the cooking. I'll get some wood."
It seemed to be partly natural, partly to have been scooped out by hand, while it certainly seemed just the place for us. "We'll stop here," cried Shock. "You go and get a lot of wood from up a-top, where there's lots lying, while I skins the rabbud." "What are you going to do?" I said. "Make a fire and cook him for dinner."
It was, as he said, like grasping at water; and the more I tore at it, in the hope of making a tunnel through, the more it came pouring down, till in utter despair I gave it up and told Shock it was no good. "Never mind," he said. "It's dry and warm. I've been in worse places than this is, where you couldn't keep the rain out. Let's sit down and talk. I say I wish I'd got the rest o' my rabbud."
Lots o' things I fun' in the fields. Rabbud." "Who's that boy?" said a sharp voice that well knew; and Shock's head disappeared. "Mr Ezra Brownsmith's boy, Sir Francis," I said. "He used to work with me." "Was he from the workhouse?" "Yes, Sir Francis." "Tell him not to do that again, and don't you encourage him. I don't approve of it. Go on with your work."
"Ay, lad, many as I like." "And rabbits too?" "Nay, I don't say that. I hev ketched rabbuds that ways, but not often. Rabbud always makes for his hole." As he spoke he walked back to where he had left his pole standing in the bog earth, and they trudged on again to where a lane of water impeded their further progress. "Too wide for you, lads?" said Dave. "No," replied Dick, "if it's good bottom."
"I hadn't finished my rabbud, and my eyes is half full of sand still." "Never mind the rabbit," I said angrily, "let's try and dig our way out." "Let Ikey do it," he said, "he's got the shovels." "But will he find out where we are," I cried, for I must own to being terribly unnerved, and ready to marvel at Shock's coolness. "Why, of course he will," said Shock. "I say, don't you be frightened.
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