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"Burn it? I should think not," he cried indignantly. "It looks queer, because it isn't finished. I'm going to make a natural history scene of that in a glass case. That's to be a rabbit just caught by a weasel, and I shall have the weasel holding on by the back of its neck, and the rabbit squealing." "Where's your weasel?" "Oh, I shall get Magglin or Bob Hopley to shoot me one some day.
"Now look ye here," said the fellow appealingly, "it's too bad on you two chuckin' things in a man's face like that now. Ain't I always getting a honest living? You talk like that, and somebody'll be thinkin' I go porching." "So you do," said Mercer. "What, porch?" "Yes. I know. Bob Hopley says so too." "Only hark at him," cried Magglin, "talking like that!
Glynn, however, recovered quickly, and even tried to warm himself by pulling an oar before they regained the ship, but Ailie remained in a state of partial stupor, and was finally carried on board and down into the cabin, and put between warm blankets by her father and Dr Hopley.
Go to work like a man, and grow respectable," I said. "I should be ashamed to idle about as you do." "Why, aren't you two always idling about?" "No. We do our work first," I said. "I say, Magg, here comes Bob Hopley!" cried Mercer mischievously.
"No, nor next time neither. I don't suppose we shall see much more of him here, for Bob Hopley says that so sure as he catches him poaching, he shall speak out pretty plainly, so as to get him sent away. He says that many a time he has let him off with a good licking, sooner than get him sent to prison, for he don't think prison's good for young men like him."
The braces tautened, and in so doing they hurled Dr Hopley violently to the deck, and tossed Ailie Dunning over the bulwarks into the sea. It happened at that moment that Glynn Proctor chanced to step on deck.
"Here," he whispered to my uncle, as I looked from one to the other, and saw the Doctor smiling blandly. "This this boy not Frank Burr's " "Yes," said my uncle, nodding to me. "Pupil here. Send him into the service by and by." "Bless my soul! Oh dear me! Here I that is " stammered the General, looking from one to the other, till his eyes lit on Bob Hopley, when he flushed up angrily.
In spite, then, of the many troubles I had to go through, with the weariness of much of the learning, it was a delightful life I led, and though a little dumpy at leaving home after the holidays, I had forgotten my low spirits long before I got back to the Doctor's, and was looking forward longingly to seeing old faces, wondering what the new ones would be like, and eager to renew my friendly relations with Tom Mercer, Lomax, Bob Hopley, and Cook, and to give them the little presents I was taking back.
Listen!" he said; and hardly had the words left his lips before there was another report, this time without the flash being seen. "It is poachers," I said excitedly, "and they're in Long Spinney. Why, where's Bob Hopley? They're clearing off the pheasants."
We'll give the carp to Polly Hopley, she likes fish, and the eel too." "Look! a bite," I whispered, for I distinctly saw a slight quivering of the top of the float. "No," he said despondently. "I did that, shaking the top of the rod. I'm not so lucky as you. Yes, it is. Hooray!"
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