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"Yes, and a great deal more, too; but this down land isn't worth much not more than about ten shillings an acre." "And how many acres are there?" "Do you mean all that we can see?" "Yes." "The Gaffer's property reaches to Southwick Hill, and it goes north a long way. I suppose you don't know that all this piece, all that lies between us and that barn yonder, once belonged to my family."
Alas! the change of time and tide, Ah! ha! ha! That gaffer's joy to grief should glide, Tira la la! Merrily round we go." "Trip on, friend Jean," the leader said; "thou laggest wretchedly. Let me spirit thee with this good steel rod; 'twill move thee most famously." Jean Maret, in spite of himself, discovered great agility on this occasion.
'I says to myself, he went on, 'directly you hove in view, yonder's Gaffer, and in luck again, by George if he ain't! Scull it is, pardner don't fret yourself I didn't touch him. This was in answer to a quick impatient movement on the part of Gaffer: the speaker at the same time unshipping his scull on that side, and laying his hand on the gunwale of Gaffer's boat and holding to it.
Then the Gaffer called to morning prayers, and the three sound men dropped on their knees with him. Now, whether by reason of their joy at Long Ede's recovery, or because the old man was in splendid voice, they felt their hearts uplifted that morning with a cheerfulness they had not known for months. Long Ede lay and listened dreamily while the passion of the Gaffer's thanksgiving shook the hut.
Randal, a little man, wizen, with a face sallow with frequent indigestions. "Well, do you think the Gaffer's satisfied?" said Margaret.
Not the sun, surely! By the Gaffer's reckoning the sun would not be due for a week or two yet: how many weeks he could not say precisely, and sometimes he was glad enough that he did not know. They forced him to drink a couple of spoonfuls of rum, and wrapped him up warmly. Each man contributed some of his own bedding.
Gaffer Hayfield brought 'un. I suppose as how he's a relation of Gaffer's. It seems a bit of a liberty, sir; but Gaffer Hayfield always war a cool hand." "I don't think it a liberty, William. If the man is a relation of Hayfield's, there is no reason why he should not be here with the Gaffer," answered Lionel, good-naturedly, "I am glad to Bee that he is enjoying his dinner."
"Do you mean that George is taken a prisoner?" The Ancient nodded, and inhaled his pinch of snuff with much evident relish. "It be gert noos, bean't it, Peter?" "What have they done with him? Where is he, Ancient?" But, before the old man could answer, Simon appeared. "Ah, Peter!" said he, shaking his head, "the Gaffer's been tellin' ye 'ow they've took Jarge for poachin', I suppose "
William was much impressed, and congratulated himself on his courage in taking the ten half-sovereigns to one. Mr. Leopold knew a thing or two; he had been talking to the Gaffer that morning, and if it hadn't been all right he would have laid off some of the money. Next day one of the Gaffer's two-year-olds won a race, and the day after Silver Braid won the Chesterfield Cup.
He spoke in a dropped voice, and with more than one glance at Lizzie who had pulled on her hood again. Both men then looked with a weird unholy interest in the wake of Gaffer's boat. 'Easy does it, betwixt us. Shall I take him aboard, pardner? 'No, said the other.
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