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Updated: June 20, 2025
We strolled about the shore, and then went into the cottage for a bit, and that afforded Bob another opportunity for a few sneers about this being Bigley's home now, addressing him as the master of the house, bantering him about being stingy with his cider, and finally jumping up as he saw my father coming down from the mine, and then we all went over to the Bay to our evening meal.
"I'm very sorry," I said with mock humility, for I had just caught sight of Bigley's face, and he was grinning. "Well, don't do it again, then," said Bob pompously, and then we listened, for a voice hailed us from somewhere among the wilderness of piled-up rocks. "Ahoy, there! Ahoy!" "Here we are, father!"
"Yes, I'm holding," came from deep down in Bigley's chest, and Bob made another attempt, scrambling up over my back and on to my shoulders, and ending in his struggles by giving me so severe a kick on the head that I leaped away, leaving him hanging by his hands, so that when he relaxed his hold he came down in a sitting position, with so hard a bump upon the stones that he seemed to bounce up again in a fit of fury to begin stamping about with rage and pain.
For it used to seem to us quite a matter of course that Bigley's father should have a lugger, and if the people said he went over to France or the Low Countries with the men who came over from Dodcombe, and engaged in smuggling, why, he did. It was nothing to us.
Get quite strong again, as I hope to be myself before long, and come and help us at the mine to recover the lost ground again." "May I?" cried Bigley eagerly. "Of course," said my father; and as I saw quite a cloud disappear from poor Bigley's countenance, I tossed up my cap and cried, "Hurrah!"
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