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"Theer, lads," said Dave, coolly resuming his jacket, "you can pitch 'em all into the baskets, all the sizable ones, and put all the little ones back into the watter. I'll throost the punt back, so as young Tom Tallington can get some dry clothes."

Well, we can't goo liggering to-day, lad. It wouldn't be neighbourly." "No, I shouldn't care to go to-day, Dave, and without Tom. What are you going to do?" "Throost the punt along as far as I can, and when I've gotten to the end o' the watter tie her oop to the pole, and walk over to see the plaace." "I'll come with you, Dave." "Hey, do, lad, and you can tell me all about it as we go. Jump in."

"Ay, that's it, lad I feel as if I could coot a loaf in two, and eat half wi'out winking. Nay, wait and I'll throost the boat up to yon trees. Hey, look at that!" He shaded his eyes, and gazed at a large flock of birds flying as closely together, apparently, as starlings, and hundreds upon hundreds in number.

Dessay I shall catch him one of these days, and if I do, and I've got my pole with me, I'll throost him under water and half-drownd him." "Never mind about all that, Dave. What are you going to do to-day?" cried Dick. "Me, lad! Oh, nowt! I've brote a few eggs for the missus, and I shall tak' that can o' powder back wi' me, and then set down and go on makkin soom new coy-nets."

Meanwhile the fish was struggling furiously at the end of some fifteen feet of stout line; but the fight had been going on some time now, and at the end of a few minutes, as Dave manoeuvred the punt so as to ease the strain on the line, Tom found that he could draw the captive slowly to the surface. "Tak' care, Mester Dick, throost hook reight in his gills, and in wi' un at onced."

"Yow weant move her like that, I tell you, lad," said Hickathrift. "Won't I!" cried Dick angrily; "but I just will. You Tom, you didn't half push." "Shall I give her a throost?" said the wheelwright, smiling. That smile annoyed Dick, who read in it contempt, when it was only prompted by good temper. "We can do it, thank you," cried Dick. "Now, Tom, boy, give it a heave. Pull up, Solomon."