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"Now, Minnie," said he, starting up as soon as the boat had disappeared, "this is what I call good luck, for not only shall we be able to return with something to the boat, but we shall be able to intercept big Swankie and his comrade, and offer them a glass of their own gin!"
Why, look here," he added, turning abruptly to Big Swankie, "this might be the description of your comrade as well as, if not better than, yours. What's your name?"
"Swankie, sir," said that individual ruefully, yet with a gleam of hope that the advantages of the Bell Rock medal might possibly, in some unaccountable way, accrue to himself, for he was sharp enough to see that the officer would be only too glad to find any excuse for securing Ruby.
"Now, in good time hast thou spoken, Father Eustace," said the Abbot; "and we will see this swankie before we decide upon the means of employing him. How say you, Sir Piercie Shafton, is it not the court fashion to suit the man to the office, and not the office to the man?"
He relocked the door, and assuring his mother that it was only robbers, and that they had been beaten off, retired to his room, washed and dressed his wounds, and went to bed. Meanwhile Big Swankie and the Badger, laden with silver, made for the shore, where they hid their treasure in a hole. "I'll tell 'ee a dodge," said the Badger. "What may that be?" enquired Swankie.
"The Forbidden Cave!" almost howled Swankie. "Wha iver heard o' smugglers hidin' onything there? The air in't wad pushen a rotten." "Perhaps it would, yet I mean to try." "Weel-a-weel, ye may try, but ye might as weel seek for kegs o' gin on the Bell Rock." "Ha! it's not the first time that strange things have been found on the Bell Bock," said Ruby suddenly.
He had scarcely drawn himself quite within the shadow of the recess, when Swankie succeeded in kindling a torch, which filled the cavern with a lurid light, and revealed its various forms, rendering it, if possible, more mysterious and unearthly than ever. "Here, Spink," cried Swankie, who was gradually getting into better humour, "haud the light, and gie me the spade."
As for big Swankie, he hid his ill-gotten gains under the floor of his tumble-down cottage, and went about his evil courses as usual in company with his comrade Davy Spink, who continued to fight and make it up with him as of yore. It must not be supposed that Ruby forgot the conversation he had overheard in the Gaylet Cove.
"Stop, stop, here's a wallupper," cried Davy, who was an excitable man; "we better fish a while langer bring the cleek, Swankie, he's ower big to noo, lad, cleek him! that's it! Oh-o-o-o!" The prolonged groan with which Davy brought his speech to a sudden termination was in consequence of the line breaking and the fish escaping, just as Swankie was about to strike the iron hook into its side.
"Janet," said he, flinging himself into a rickety old armchair that stood by the fireplace, "the press-gang has catched us at last, and they've took Big Swankie away, and, worse than that " "Oh!" cried Janet, unable to wait for more, "that's the best news I've heard for mony a day. Ye're sure they have him safe?" "Ay, sure enough," said Spink dryly; "but ye needna be sae glad aboot it, for.
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