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Updated: June 13, 2025
This was the Balston trail, which joined the Fish-House road; and Sir George said it was the trail I should have followed had it not been necessary for me to meet him at Fonda's Bush to relieve him of his horse.
Lobsters he's after." "Whose boy is he?" said I. "Why, Andrer's, up here to the fish-house. She's dead, and him and the boy get along together somehow or 'nother. They've both got something saved up, and Andrer's a clever fellow; took it very hard, losing his wife. I was telling of him the other day: 'Andrer, says I, 'ye ought to look up somebody or 'nother, and not live this way.
I was sitting on the pebbles, and he came down from the fish-house with some lobster-nets, and a bucket with some pieces of fish in it for bait, and put them into the stern of one of the boats which lay just at the edge of the rising tide. He looked at the clouds over the sea, and at the open sky overhead, in an old wise way, and then, as if satisfied with the weather, began to push off his boat.
We'll do up that man in the fish-house in short order. By the way, Throppy, did you raise the cutter before the captain smashed your instrument?" "Don't know," answered Stevens. "I was so busy calling for help that I didn't wait for any reply." "We'll know before midnight," said Jim. "Take Parsons's automatic, Perce, and come along with Budge and myself.
The poor creatures cannot work unless they are well fed, and they have never had more than they could eat. How much longer will it last?" "Three days perhaps, not more," Miles answered. "It has seemed to go all at once." "Just so. I should fancy the fish has suffered in the same way as the lard. You had better keep the door of the fish-house locked in future.
"No wood, no breakfast!" Stepping out to the fish-house, he began shelling the clams he had just dug. Percy vacillated between pride and hunger. Hunger won. "I didn't mean that, Filippo," he repented. "I beg your pardon. I'll get the wood." He did, and Filippo heated up the fish and potatoes. Percy tried to engage him in conversation, but was able to extract only monosyllables in return.
Here comes one of 'em!" Somebody was running toward them from the fish-house. A black figure suddenly loomed up, close at hand. "What's the trouble out there, Herb? Dolph and the cap are yelling like stuck pigs! Hear 'em! Guess I'd better go out to 'em in the other dory, don't you think? Shane can handle the Chinos " His voice shut off in a terrified gurgle.
As he jumped to his feet and clambered out of the boat a shell burst just over the fish-house, scattering a hail of metal over the flimsy roof and tearing a jagged hole in the wall above the doorway. Running to a window that looked out over the canal wharf, Jack saw Germans scrambling up out of the hold of the U-boat, some of them carrying rifles, others lugging a machine gun.
Percy countered that night as follows: DEAR DAD, I'm still sticking. Throppy stepped out of the fish-house at the close of a breezy afternoon and started for the camp to wash up. The morning's catch had been split and salted; it just filled a hogshead. He glanced seaward at the white-capped squalls chasing one another over the broad blue surface.
As the different kinds of animals were shot or captured, the meat would be brought to the mission, and well secured from cunning dogs in the large fish-house; where it would freeze solid, and so keep in good condition until required.
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