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Billy Widgeon, who had been looking out seaward, pointed with his oar to something glistening on the top of the water, and then, giving a whispered hint to his companion, the latter gave one sturdy tug at his oar and then raised it and let the boat glide on, curving in a semicircle toward the object on the water. "A sea-serpent!" whispered Mark.
I thought it was his games." Billy Widgeon took up the sheepskin rug, and carried it down below in the forecastle, while, when Bruff was let loose, and the two animals returned on deck, Jack walked slowly to his sunny corner, and stood staring about him as if unable to make out what it all meant, ending by lying down on the bare deck.
This is my friend, Miss Mariner." The young man shook hands with Jill, flashing an approving glance at her out of his dark, restless eyes. "Pleased to meet you." "This is Phil Brown," said Nelly. "He plays the straight for Joe Widgeon. They're the best jazz-and-hokum team on the Keith Circuit." "Oh, hush!" said Mr Brown modestly. "You always were a great little booster, Nelly."
"So careful that you've lost it," cried Captain Strong. "Bill Widgeon, you're about the biggest blockhead in the crew." "Well, I dunno about that, sir; I may be a blockhead, but I arn't lost the letter." "Where is it, then?" cried the captain angrily. "That's just what I want to know, sir." "Bah! it's lost." "No, sir, it arn't lost; I were too careful for that, and theer, I telled you so.
They, however, shot a brace of partridges in a turnip field, a widgeon that rose from a reedy tarn, and a woodcock that sprang out of a holly thicket in a bog. It was a day of gleams of sunlight, passing showers, and mist that rolled about the hills and swept away, leaving the long slopes in transient brightness, checkered with the green of mosses and the red of withered fern.
As soon as each boat is ready place one of the gentlemen armed by her, and he is to shoot down any man who turns coward and rushes for the boats before orders are given. Now, sir, you have your orders. Go on." "Ay, ay, sir," cried the second-mate. "Widgeon, Small, Smith, this way. Now, gentlemen, quick!"
"Why, of course we will. I want to make J Small, his mark, on some of their brown carkidges. Don't you, boys?" A low whispered growl came in reply, a sound that was as full of fight as if it had been uttered by some fierce beast. "That will do then," said the first-mate. "You slip up there first, Billy Widgeon, and you others go next. Stop: Billy, send down a table-cloth."
"Herons and swans and ducks and wild geese, widgeon, all sorts of water-birds nest there. Maybe there used to be other game when they made the song." Most of Sir Walter's domain was fertile valley, dense forest or barren moorland, but there was an area of marsh whose usefulness was not yet clear.
As he spoke Billy Widgeon did Jacko, as he termed it, again, hopping about, flourishing his weapon, and giving it a bang down upon the floor after the fashion of a wild Irishman with his shillelagh. It was a risky proceeding, for it infuriated the dog, who began to struggle fiercely, while Mark laughed so heartily that he could hardly retain his hold.
In winter as a rule it became full of water and was a favourite haunt, especially at night, of flocks of teal, also duck of a few other kinds widgeon, pintail, and shoveller.
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