Now let me clear away they black weeds for you.

I brought this little shivel a-purpose.

If I may make so bold, miss, what do 'e look to find here ?" "I have not the very smallest notion," I could only answer; "but if there is any thing, it must be in that hole.

I have searched all the shallow part so closely that I doubt whether even a sixpence could escape me, unless it were buried in the mud or pebbles.

Oh, how can I manage to search that hole?
There must be a yard of water there." "One thing I ought to have told 'e for to do," Master Withypool whispered, as he went on shoveling--"to do what the boys do when they lose a farden--to send another after un.