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"Ah, how indeed!" said the squire, and he went away; but Dick stayed behind with Tom Tallington, and sat upon the top of the embankment, laughing, till the rough fen-man stood resting on his spade. "At yow, Dave," said Dick, imitating his broad speech. "Then it arn't manners, lad. Thowt you'd been to school up to town yonder to larn manners both on you?"
"I warrand you," sayis Mr. James, "they know you will speik your mynd friely; and thairfoir, hes concludit to make that a meines to keip yow from going home to Scotland."
Two sturdy miners walked to and fro as sentinels, armed with hammers, and firmly resolved that neither law nor gospel should interfere with this horrible example. Even Monckton, the man of iron nerves, started back with a cry of dismay at the sight and the smell. One of the miners broke into a hoarse, uneasy laugh. "Yow needn't to skirl, old man." he cried.
"I couldn't," said I. "Did y' ask 'er?" "No." "More fule yow," said he bitterly. "She'd 'a' 'ad y', rate enough. Jin says so, an' 'er knows." What could be done with such a silly fellow? I left off discussing and took him indoors with me. In front of Jane I pledged him in a mug of ale and told him he was one of the best lads breathing, and I was greatly beholden to him.
Letter from the Duke of Montrose, to Robert Pringle, Esq., Under-Secretary to Lord Viscount Townshend. "Sr,Glasgow, 21 Nov. 1716. "Haveing had so many dispatches to make this night, I hope ye'l excuse me that I make use of another hand to give yow a short account of the occasion of this express, by which I have written to my Ld.
Another long silence. "Could you find un, dee yow think, noo, into Lunnon? Suppose, now, there was a mon 'ud gie may be five pund ten pund twenty pund, by * twenty pund down, for to ha' him brocht home safe and soun' Could yow do't, bor'? I zay, could yow do't?" "I could do it as well without the money as with, if I could do it at all. But have you no guess as to where he is?"
"Just get into that berth and try it, Mr. Hastings," urged the bearded one. "I I'm afraid to," confessed Hal, stifling another yawn. "Afraid?" "Very sure thing!" "Why?" "I'm hah-ho-hum!" yawned Hal Hastings. "I'm afraid I'd yow! abuse your hospitality by going to sleep." Jack Benson leaned against the edge of the opposite berth, feeling unaccountably drowsy. "Oh, nonsense," laughed Curtis.
"Pretty's all right!" joined in Billy Long. "Only one thing wrong with him. He starts easy, and he speeds up well, but just at the critical moment he always skids." "Hear the motor talk from Short and Long! Yow!" exclaimed Reddy Butts. "And old Purt's not so slow at that!" "Who said he was slow?" demanded Short and Long, with apparent indignation. "Bet you can't do him, Reddy."
"I didn't see them." "Nay, you wouldn't," said Dave, stepping across Dick, who was on his left; "and yow, young squire Dick, didn't see they two." "Yes, I did, Dave, I did," cried Dick. "I was just going to pick them up." "Pick' em up then," cried Dave quietly; "where are they then?"
"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!"
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