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Poor Bruff had to be contented with a pat on the head, and then creep after his master back through the bushes to where the major was doing his best to bring his military knowledge to bear. "It's a hard job," he said, "but it must be done. As they come nearer they'll keep on firing at that boat, and in it lie all our hopes. Mr Gregory, that boat must be got through those bushes and hidden."
Luker passed the Diamond. It seems odd that Mr. Bruff, and I, and the man in Mr. Bruff's employment, should all have been mistaken about who the person was." "Not at all, Mr. Blake. Considering the risk that person ran, it's likely enough that Mr. Luker purposely misled you, by previous arrangement between them." "Do you understand the proceedings at the public-house?" I asked.
The men obeyed rather unwillingly, and Jack, who was being left, ran along by the edge of the water shrieking and chattering to be taken with them, Bruff answering with a burst of barks. "He'll soon go back," said Gregory. Billy Widgeon looked appealingly at Mark. "Let's have him with us, father; he'll be quiet enough." "But I want to get on, my lad."
"We shall have to fill our bags with what answer here to cockles and mussels, Mark. We must not go home empty-handed." "Shall I try the water first?" said Mark. "No need," said the major, pointing to where, at a lesser pool, Bruff and Jack were slaking their thirst.
The Diamond and the sealed instructions went into his banker's strong-room, and the Colonel's letters, periodically reporting him a living man, were received and opened by our family lawyer, Mr. Bruff, as my father's representative. No sensible person, in a similar position, could have viewed the matter in any other way.
The man was taller than any of the Indians; and his face, where it was not hidden by a bushy black beard, was twice the breadth of any of their faces at least. "They must have their spy somewhere," said Mr. Bruff, looking at the dark sailor in his turn. "And he may be the man." Before he could say more, his coat-tail was respectfully pulled by his attendant sprite with the gooseberry eyes. Mr.
"A tall man, sir, with a big black beard, dressed like a sailor." "I remember the man!" I broke in. "Mr. Bruff and I thought he was a spy employed by the Indians." Sergeant Cuff did not appear to be much impressed by what Mr. Bruff and I had thought. He went on catechising Gooseberry. "Well?" he said "and why did you follow the sailor?" "If you please, sir, Mr. Bruff wanted to know whether Mr.
Delicacy left me but one alternative the alternative, after first making my apologies, of taking my leave. Lady Verinder stopped me, and insisted on my sitting down again. "You have surprised a secret," she said, "which I had confided to my sister Mrs. Ablewhite, and to my lawyer Mr. Bruff, and to no one else.
Jack retaliated by getting hold of his curly coat with both hands, and making a playful bite at his neck, when the game went on, and for the next half-hour they were frisking and bounding about the deck till they were tired, and Bruff found a sunny spot for a nap, as Jack had sought refuge among the sails.
"Only what, my boy?" said Mrs Strong eagerly. "That," said Mark "the fire. Jimpny, hold Bruff and don't let him come after me. Lie down, sir. Let no one else show outside the trees." "What are you going to do, Mark?" cried Mary. "Put out the fire," he said quickly. "It will betray where we are."
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