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"'Tarn't no good, Master Fred," said Samson, chuckling. "You might just as well go to a rabbit's hole, and shout down that, `Hoi! bunny, bunny, come out and have your neck broken." "Don't talk so," said Fred, angrily. "No, sir, not a word; but you forget that we're enemies now, and that it's of no use to call to Master Scarlett or our Nat to come, because they won't do it.
"Bit rusty this morning," he whispered. "Yes; uncle's getting out of patience," whispered back Rodd. "No wonder," said the captain. "Well, 'tarn't my fault. I never see such a doctor's shop and museum as he's made of the craft." "Now, Rodney!" came from below sharply.
"What case of cartridges?" said the mate, turning sharply. "Humph I didn't know that was ammunition." "Looks like it," said the would-be passenger drily. "'Tarn't branded," said the mate. "Oh, yes, it is. But what fool marked it there at the bottom instead of the top?" "I reckon that is the top," said the American, taking his cigar from his lips to send forth a great puff of smoke.
"I'm rested now, Jem," said Don. "Of course you are, my lad. Well, then, now you can climb down aside me. 'Tarn't so much farther to the bottom." "Can you reach out far enough for me to come between you and the rock?" "Just you try, Mas' Don."
And why don't you go and forage about and see if you can't find a bit o' fruit or some vegetables?" "'Tarn't no good. Old Frog-soups clears everything."
"Oh, man, man, how can you try to joke at a time like this!" cried Mark, angrily. "'Tarn't no joke, sir," cried Tom Fillot. "I'm sorry as you are, for they were getting to be two good messmates. They'd on'y got minds like a couple o' boys, but the way in which they took to their chew o' 'baccy was wonderful to behold." "The men must have overlooked them," cried Mark. "They were below asleep."
You can't get out of it, because it's known that you were teasing him; and it wouldn't be fair for you to be punished and for them to escape." "No, sir, it wouldn't; but sech is life. Wrong chap generally gets the kick as some one else ought to have ketched, but 'tarn't your fault, and it's no use to grumble." "But it is your fault, if you know who were the offenders and will not tell." "Is it?
I tell ye, 'tarn't per-practicable at all, to ax the Queen for anything; she's afeard of her life on 'em. You just take my advice, and sign a round-robin to the squires you tell 'em as you're willing to till the land for 'em, if they'll let you. There's draining and digging enough to be done as 'ud keep ye all in work, arn't there?"
An answering cry came back, and they began to descend with the darkness coming on and a strange depression of spirit troubling Don, as he felt more and more as if for the first time in their lives he and Jem Wimble were thoroughly alone in the world. "'Tarn't so bad, Mas' Don," said Jem, about a month later. "Never felt so clean before in my life.
Don was panting to get back into his mother's arms, but they had to pass the warehouse, and as they reached the gates Jem began to tremble. "No, no; don't go by, Mas' Don. I dursen't go alone." "What, not to meet your own wife?" "No, Mas' Don; 'tarn't that. I'm feared she's gone no one knows where. Stand by me while I ask, Mas' Don." "No, no, Jem. I must get home."
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