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Updated: June 28, 2025
And what's that wisp of birds going over the water, yonder?" "Quick, in wi' ye, lads!" cried the decoy-man, with his whole manner changed. "The right sort. Look, lads, another wisp! See how low they fly. They mean feeding." The boys leaped into the punt, and Dick was about to seize the pole, but Dave stopped him. "Nay, lad, let me send her across. Save time."
Here another buoyed bait was left, and then they went on to lay another and another, the old decoy-man, with the knowledge bought by very long experience, selecting choice spots till the whole set were disposed of in the course of an hour, over a space far exceeding a mile.
The decoy-man never looked healthy, but now he seemed ghastly of aspect and exceedingly weak, as he leaned upon the tall staff he held in his hand. "We've come to see how you are, Dave," cried Dick as the boat bumped up against the boggy edge of the landing-place. "That's kindly, Mester Dick. Servant, mester. How do, neighbour?"
No word was spoken, and in the dim wood with the rustling increasing, the scene in some way suggested to Dick the fen during the night when he was listening to the passing of the punt evidently Dave's and he fell a-wondering whether the decoy-man was now far away on the other side of the mere.
Dick wanted no second invitation, and the decoy-man sent the punt along rapidly, and by following one of the lanes of water pursued a devious course toward Grimsey, whose blackened ruins now began to come into sight. Dick talked away about the events of the night, but Dave became more and more silent as they landed and approached the farm where people were moving about busily.
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