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And he looked up sudden, at the sound of the train coming, and seed the child, and he darted on the line and cotched it up, and his foot slipped, and the train came over him in no time. O Lord, Lord! Mum, it's quite true, and they've come over to tell his daughters. The child's safe, though, with only a bang on its shoulder as he threw it to its mammy.
He won't lend me none o' his tools nowadays, not even that thar leetle hammer o' his'n. An' I'm obleeged ter hev that thar leetle hammer an' some nails ter fix a box fur them young squir'ls what we cotched. So we'll jes' hev ter go ter his shop of a night when he is away, an' an' an' borry it!"
"'Will ye? says he, quite pleased like. "'I will, says I, an' galloped off to a place as was filled wi' all sorts o' crawlin' things. So I sets to work, an' whenever I seed a thing crawlin' I sot my fut on it an' crushed it, an' soon filled my breast pocket. I cotched a lot o' butterflies too, an' stuffed them into my shot-pouch, an' went back in an hour or two an' showed him the lot.
'Tis an evil day for this poor old schooner, Docks, says he, with a sob, 'that men'll risk the lives o' kids an' women t' get away from her; an' 'tis an evil day for my crew. With that he climbed on the rail, cotched the foremast shrouds with one hand, put the other to his mouth, an' sung out: 'Ahoy, you! Bide where you is!
"An' what did you say, lad?" Skipper Billy whispered. "I hadn't no objection," sighed the lad. The answer was sufficient. "So I called the hands," Docks went on. "An' when the second hand cotched sight o' the rocks we was bound for, he went mad, an' tumbled over the taffrail; an' the cook was so weak a lurch o' the ship flung him after the second hand afore we reached the breakers.
Ye couldn't treat a poor sinner, now, to a bit of sermon, could ye, eh?" Tom answered nothing. "Get up, you beast!" said Legree, kicking him again. This was a difficult matter for one so bruised and faint; and, as Tom made efforts to do so, Legree laughed brutally. "What makes ye so spry, this morning, Tom? Cotched cold, may be, last night."
"But you can give me leave, Paulie, darling, can you not?" "I can't do anything of the sort; you mustn't ask me." Pen's eyes danced. The children on the sands called out to her. "Be quick, little girl, or we'll be cotched. If nurse comes out she won't let us go. We can go if we start at once." "Well, I'm off. You must give me leave, Paulie. If you don't I will "
"You're down on my friend Baxter, aint you?" "If we are, we have a good reason to be," came from Sam. "Perhaps you have, and then again, perhaps you haven't. It aint no nice thing to be cotched spying, though." "We weren't spying. We came up quite by accident." "You can tell that to the monkeys, but you can't tell it to me," growled Lemuel Husty. Then he raised his voice: "I say, Baxter!
"I dun declar ter you dat we'd all be at de bottom, feedin' fishes, if I'd dun wot you ax. Been no use nohow. Young Marse Houghton mus' got cotched in de riggin' or he'd come up an' holler. I couldn't dibe a'ter 'im in de dark, and in dat swashin' sea." "Stop your cursed croaking. If you had known how to manage your boat it wouldn't have happened." "I dun my bes', boss.
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