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"Ay, lad, and rabbuds," assented Dave; "and it weer nivver meant to grow corn and grass. Yow can't do it, and yow'll nivver make fen-land fields. It's agen natur." "So it is to ride in a cart or on a sled, lad," said Hickathrift good-humouredly; "but I make 'em, and folk rides in 'em and carries things to market." "Ay, but that's different," said Dave.
"Now, then, catch hold of the line as I draw it in." "Yah! Why yow make as much on it as if it weer one o' they long studggins, or a big porpus pig," growled Dave, laughing, as Dick secured the line. "Haul him in." "I say! 'Tisn't a very big one, Tom; but he's strong," said Dick, pulling the captive to the side, for his companion to gaff and lift into the boat. "Why, it's a perch!"
"Yes," growled Tom Tully; "but that was when I weer hot and wanted to stow some wittles below, and my feet was as sore as if they'd been holystoned or scraped with a rusty nail. I'm ready enough now." "Then I think we ought to go. I don't like the idee o' forsakin' of him." "Pass the word there for the gunner," cried the corporal of marines. "Captain wants him in his cabin."
"You're all right up on the Toft. 'Member the big flood, squire?" "Ay, fifteen years ago, Tallington, when I came down to you in Hickathrift's duck-punt, and we fetched you and Tom's mother out of the top window." "Ay, but it weer a bad time, and it's a good job we don't hev such floods o' watter now." "Ay 'tis," said the squire. "My word, but the sea must bite to-night.
"It weer, sir." "But why should anyone do that? You don't think that a boy would have been guilty of such a bit of mischief as that?" "What, Master Aleck?" cried the sailor, bursting into a loud guffaw. "Why, there arn't anything they Rockabie boys wouldn't do. Why, they're himps, sir reg'lar himps; and mischief arn't half bad enough a word for what they'd do." "Oh, but this is too bad.
He weer lying jest out theer last night at sundown. He ain't theer now; nor ain't a been this mornin', or I'd a seed him. What do ees think they've done wi' him anyhow?" The disappearance of the body was singular enough. It had undoubtedly been removed from the spot where it had lain; and was now nowhere to be seen!
He sin his faace quite plain, and that it weer Dave." "Now, Marston, where for next?" shouted the squire, after taking a long look round over the open water, now illumined by the sun. "Try that island yonder," was the reply. "There's a hut among the low fir-trees, and I fancy it is his making."
"That you, Dave?" "Yes, Mester Dick. Hear a noise?" "Yes. Did you?" "Something like thunder, and it wakkened me. I think it weer a fireball." These words were shouted as the man forced the punt along rapidly, till it was abreast of the rough road track which ran along by the edge of the mere. "Wheer are you going?" cried Dave as soon as he came close up. "Down to the drain-works," said Tom.
"But someone ought to see it." "Well, someun has sin it. I showed it to owd Dave, and he said it weer all right. Tchah! what's the good o' doctors? Did they cure my ager?" "Well, go up and ask mother to give you some clean linen rag for it." "Ay," said the rabbit-trapper with a grim smile, "I'll do that."
Chris, 'pearin' to be back again, I thinks, 'this will give mother palpitations, though 't is quite a usual thing for a darter to come back to her mother, so I takes her away to the linhay for the night an' locks her in; an' if 't was true, she might be theer now, an' if it weer n't " Damaris rose, and held the table as she did so, for her knees were weak under her.
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