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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Aw well, I don't mind," and they strolled away to inspect the new Mine Captain, who was to brace up the slackened ropes and bring the enterprise to a successful issue. "Did you know he was going to stop with us, Nance?" asked Bernel, as they groped their way out after due interval. "I heard father tell mother this morning." "Where's he to sleep?"
Then a fresh coil of the bubbling tide whirled him to one side and he was out again in the safety of the dancing waves. "You see?" cried Bernel. "That's what it's like," and shot into it headlong.
"It is because I know they are in the wrong. It may be only a day or two, and they will thank me when they find out their mistake." "Well, I thank you and Bernel with my whole heart. Please God I may some time be able to repay you!" "If you are safe, that is all we want. Now I must go. We must get back before they miss us."
Well.... You see.... I'm makin' up to her gradual like, and in time " And Bernel in the hole dug his elbow facetiously into Nance's side. "Mon Gyu! To think of a slip of a thing like our Nance making a great big fellow like you as fool-soft as a bit of tallow!" and Tom stared at him in amazement. "Why, I've licked her scores of times, and I used to lift her up by the hair of her head."
The gale caught them at the Coupée, and the crossing seemed to Gard not without its risks. Bernel bent and ran on through the darkness without a thought of danger. Gard hesitated one moment and Nance stretched a hand to him, and he took it and went steadily across. And, oh, the thrill of that first living touch of her!
And yet Nance had cleft them like a seal, and he could hardly make out her brown head bobbing among the distant waves. "Is it safe for her?" he cried after Bernel, but the boy's only reply was a scornful wave of the arm as he pressed on to join her.
That was a refreshing novelty. Even Bernel, her special crony, thought only of his own requirements when food stood before him. Now and again Gard began to venture on a question direct to her, generally concerning some bit of the coast he had been scrambling about, and she found it rather pleasant to be able to give information about things he did not know to this undoubtedly clever mine captain.
Which something he presently discovered must be a pool of size among the rocks, for after a brief retiral, Nance behind a boulder and Bernel into a black hollow, they came out again, she lightly clad in fluttering white and Bernel in nothing at all, and with a shout of delight dived out of sight into the pool below.
If Grannie's scheme were carried out, therefore, she and Mrs. Hamon would become owners of the farm. Tom would be there on sufferance and might be kept within bounds or kicked out. Old Tom would have something more to throw into the holes at Port Gorey. And Nance and Bernel could be adequately provided for.
Others of the miners had run down with ropes, but ropes were useless in that deep gulf. Nance and Bernel were doing the only thing possible, and Gard saw that they were all right now that the man had ceased to struggle.
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