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All this took some time, and at last Scarlett rode up to where his father was standing among a group of dismounted officers, whose followers were letting their tired steeds crop the grass in the same way as that practised by their enemies, when one of the outposts came galloping in with news which sent the Cavaliers once more into their saddles, when lines were formed, and Sir Godfrey gave the order to advance.
'That must be altered, cried Will Scarlett; 'we will call a feast, and henceforth, because he is full seven feet tall and round the waist at least an ell, he shall be called Little John. And thus it was done; but at the feast Little John, who always liked to know exactly what work he had to do, put some questions to Robin Hood.
The Honourable P. Campbell Scarlett, one of the last travellers of note who crossed the isthmus and favoured the pubic with the result of his observations, says, "that for a ship canal the locality would not answer, but presents the greatest facilities for the transfer of merchandize by river and canal, sufficiently deep for steam-boats, at a comparatively trifling expense."
He had a fair, smooth face, but lips like Trent's own. "I'm just thinking about that first bend by Kurru corner, sir," he said, "I'm not sure about the level." Trent's face relaxed. He held out his hand. "My boy," he said, "I'll make your fortune as sure as my name is Scarlett Trent!" "We'll make that road anyway," the boy answered, with a smile.
He wanted to say something angry that should show Sir Godfrey and his companions, and above all, Scarlett, that he was obliged to go, but that it was on account of his duty, and not that he feared the man with the staff.
"Why, you don't mean to poke fun at me, I hope?" "Not at all: But have you got the ready? Did she give you the guineas, or good bills of exchange, with her person?" "Why, no, not exactly that. The fact is, that her property belonged to her husband, the late Captain Scarlett, of the King's Own, and it's all vested in real estate." "And you are quite sure?"
"Ah, Samson," cried Fred, wearily, "it's sore work when brothers are fighting against each other." "No worse, sir, than two such friends as you and Master Scarlett was. Why, you was more than brothers. Oh, I don't like this here at all." "What?" "Running away with our tails between our legs, like so many dogs with stones thrown at 'em."
For a few moments Scarlett knelt beside his father, suffocating in the gathering smoke, and looking about wildly for a way of escape, but finding none; for the defenders had taken such precautions to keep the enemy out, that in this time of peril, they had kept themselves in.
Fred acquiesced, and the little mounds of slate were crossed, and the way followed till they had nearly reached the limit of the line, when, low down before them, they made out a dark, rough-looking edge, black upon the very pale light which struck into the cave. "Why, that's the edge of the rough shelf we are standing on," said Scarlett. "Now, let's get close to the line there, and look over."
But it was too late; the curls were gone, and he was closely cropped as one of the Parliamentarian soldiers, while his enemy-guard burst into a roar. "There, Master Scarlett Markham," said Fred, quietly, "your head will be cooler now; and you will not be so ready to use your hands against one whose position makes him unarmed. Samson, the headpiece. Yes, that will do.
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