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"I made sure to find 'ee dead when I brought Passon I thought you'd ha' done it to spite me." "Dear woman," answered the Squire gently, "it's for my own pleasure I'm wedding you, and not to make an honest woman of you. I've a fancy to have the old place carried on by a child who's got a right to my name, that's all." "An' our first-born, Arch'laus, can go begging all's days, s'pose?
It went that, the evening before, he and his young cousin, Arch'laus Bryant, had been lying stretched on their stomachs before the fire in the big room he reading the Pilgrim's Progress by the light of the turves, and Arch'laus listening. The boys were waiting for their supper, and for Mrs. Geen to come back from her Saturday's shopping.
We've found 'en!" "Where is he to?" and "I told you so!" cried John a Hall and Kitty both in one breath. "He's over 'pon the Island, making love to Mrs. Lebow's youngest daughter, Lally! The tide's cut 'em off; but Arch'laus Trebilcock's put off to fetch 'em home in his new boat!" I've heard tell that Kitty took it steady as a regiment.
It would be no better to put it off, for he could imagine the comments that would fly, so he nodded his head. "We'll set to work this morning on it," he agreed lightly; "I suppose you're still using wooden ploughs down here?" "Wooden ploughs ...? And what'd 'ee have ploughs made of, I should like to knaw? Gold, like what Arch'laus has in Australy?" "Iron.
So Arch'laus Spry caught sight of him. "Why, you're the very man I was looking for," says Arch'laus, stopping. "Death halts for no man," answers my grandfather, shovelling away. "That furrin' fellow is somewhere in this neighbourhood at this very moment," says Arch'laus, wagging his head. "I saw his boat moored down by the Passage as I landed. And I've a-got something to report.
"There was," said my grandfather; "but we've strong reasons to believe he's been made away with." "The only thing we could find of 'en," put in Arch'laus Spry, "was a shin-bone and a pint of ashes. I don't know if the others noticed it, but to my notion there was a sniff of brimstone about the premises; and I've always been remarkable for my sense of smell."
'You see, 'tis this way: ever since that burglary there's no resting for the women. My poor back is blue all over with the cloam my missus takes to bed. And ha'f a dozen times a night 'tis, 'Arch'laus, I'm sartin I hear some person movin' Arch'laus, fit an' take a light and have a look downstairs, that's a dear! An' these fellows'll tell 'ee 'tis every bit so bad with they.
Arise, take my advice, and go a-smuggling." And with that he vanished through the door. The boy pitched this tale to his mother, and Arch'laus backed him up, adding that the ghost had turned to him and said, "Thou, too, Arch'laus in a year's time shall be a smuggler p'r'aps sooner." He told this to his father and got strapped for it. But Mrs. Geen came of a family that believed in ghosts.
But my grandfather couldn't stop to answer that question, for a terrible light was breaking in upon him. "A Frenchman?" he called out. "And for these twenty-four hours he's been marking out the river and taking soundings!" He glared at Arch'laus Spry, and Arch'laus dropped the brazen ewer upon the pavement and smote his forehead. "The Devil," says he, "is among us, having great wrath!"
He beckoned very mysterious-like and led the Parson a couple of hundred yards up the foreshore, with Arch'laus Spry following. And there they came to a halt, all three, before a rock that someone had been daubing with whitewash. On the top of the cliff, right above, was planted a stick with a little white flag. "Now, Sir, as a Justice of the Peace, what d'ee think of it?"
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