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Seaton Hole, the western extremity of Seaton Bay, lies under White Head, which is not white but brownish grey. Up the steps from the beach, a path leads from the "Hole" for a mile of steep up and down walking and then the explorer reaches Beer, famous for its "free trade" and its memories of a prince of smugglers Jack Rattenbury; the 'Arrypay of Seaton Bay.

They thanked him for the gift and enquired about the baby Rattenbury and wished him good-luck in the mackerel fishing, and were about to go on when Ninian recollected his failure to keep his appointment with Tom Yeo on the previous evening. "Oh, Jim," he said, "I bet Tom Yeo thruppence I'd 'clean' a skate as good as he can, but I couldn't come ... so here's the thruppence.

'Oh! said the doctor; and added after a pause, 'My dear sir, I wish you joy. 'I don't feel that I deserve her, said Mr Rattenbury, somewhat fatuously. 'Oh! said the doctor again. 'As for that He did not conclude the sentence, but drove on in meditation. It is to be supposed that with marriage the widow mended her ways.

'There has been a run, and an infernally daring one, said Mr Rattenbury; 'in Lealand Cove, not half an hour ago. And the deuce of it is we had warning of it all along. 'Warning? echoed Mrs Tresize, with a touch of anxiety in her voice. 'Yes, ma'am.

They drove slowly down the Lane because it was difficult to do otherwise, but when they had come into the road that leads to Franscombe, Widger whipped up the horse, and the carriage moved quickly through the village, past the schools, until they came to the long hill out of the village ... and there Jim Rattenbury was waiting for them.

And I was greatly struck by the fact that one of the most experienced and observant of the speakers the Rev. J. Ernest Rattenbury, of the West London Mission declared with deep emotion and impressive emphasis that 'it is the girls who come from the sheltered homes who stand in the greatest peril. Perhaps I shall render the most practical service if I put the truth the other way.

'My goodness! she cried with a well-feigned start, 'if you haven't scared the doctor into fetching a gun! Mr Rattenbury stared past her into the passage. 'Doctor Unonius? he exclaimed, catching his breath in surprise. 'At your good service, Mr Rattenbury, though you have given us a shock, sir. May I ask what keeps you afoot to-night? Not a run of goods, I hope? Mr Rattenbury stared at him.

Certainly she can have dabbled no more in smuggling, and as certainly she had told the truth about her age. Thrice in the years that followed Doctor Unonius spent some hours of the night, waiting, in the best kitchen at Landeweddy; and Mrs Rattenbury on neither of these occasions so critical for herself forgot to have him provided with a decanter of excellent brandy.

As he recovered his wits a little he heard the widow say, 'And as for the horses, they never came this way. 'Is that so? Mr Rattenbury swung round upon the doctor. 'They they certainly did not pass along the road outside, said Doctor Unonius, speaking as in a dream. 'The noise of galloping turned off at some distance below the house, and seemed to die away to the northward.

Rattenbury died in 1833 after receiving the princely sum of one shilling per week pension during the last years of his life from Lord Rolle.