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Updated: June 20, 2025
Then stop on the Coupée and let no man across. I have bidden the women and children to the Gouliots here. Thomas Hamon of Le Fort is collecting them. The rascals are most likely to try the Eperquerie or Dixcart. You, Elie Guille, see them all safely into the upper cave above the black rock, and sit in the mouth and let no one in. But I don't think you will be troubled. We shall beat them off.
On Eperquerie Common I got down, and led Gray Robin cautiously over the long green slopes among the cushions of gorse and the waist-high ferns, and down the rocky way to the knoll above the landing-place.
Too late had the little yacht with her handful of guns seen the danger and gone about. The wind was fair for her; but it was as fair for the brig, able to outsail her twice over. As the Hardi Biaou neared the landing-place of the Eperquerie, a gun was fired from the privateer across the bows of the Dorset, and Guida realised what was happening.
"Don't you do it, or I'll never speak to you again as long as I live." Phil marched steadily on with the heavy hand gripping his shoulder. "Sensible boy!" said the preventive man. As everyone knows, the Boutiques lie hid among the northern cliffs by the Eperquerie.
His life was sought by the law, and would certainly be forfeited if he was found. I must find George Hamon at once. "Are they fighting still at Dixcart?" I asked the Guernsey man. "There was firing over yonder as we came along," he said, pointing to the south-west. "But it is finished now." "That was their chief attack. The Sénéchal was shot at Eperquerie. George Hamon is in charge at Dixcart.
Kiss me, Jock!" and he kissed her there under the falling stars, and she him, in a way that left no doubt as to what was in them, and the evening incense of the honeysuckle and hawthorn wafted fragrance all about them. There was still a tender touch of colour in the sky over the western sea as they came out on the Eperquerie.
Too late had the little yacht with her handful of guns seen the danger and gone about. The wind was fair for her; but it was as fair for the brig, able to outsail her twice over. As the Hardi Biaou neared the landing-place of the Eperquerie, a gun was fired from the privateer across the bows of the Dorset, and Guida realised what was happening.
And for rest-times they spent long delightful afternoons sitting among the blazing gorse cushions of the Eperquerie, and on that great rock that elbows Tintageu into the waves, and looks down on the one side on Port du Moulin and the Autelets, and on the other into Pegane Bay and Port á la Jument. This high perch had a peculiar fascination for Margaret.
As they passed the western point of the island, and made their course easterly by a channel between rocky bulwarks opening Havre Gosselin, they suddenly saw a brig rounding the Eperquerie. She was making to the south-east under full sail.
From a distant field, where they were busy with their hay, my grandfather and Krok saw us passing along the road, and straightened up and shaded their eyes with their hands, and then waved us heaps of good luck, and we jogged on along the road to the Eperquerie. It was a day of days a perfect Midsummer Day.
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