Marsden lies over that way; thou wilt see it below ye when ye gets to yon rock over there; and moind what I told ee." "I will," Ned said earnestly; "but do let me come up to see how he is getting on, I shall be so anxious to know." The man hesitated, but the lad said, "Let um coom, John, he bee a roight good un." "Well, if thou would'st like it, Bill, he shall coom." "If thou coom oop to Varley and ask vor Bill Swinton, anyone will show ee the place." "Goodby," Ned said to the boy, "I am so sorry you have got hurt.

I will come and see you as soon as I can." Then he and Tompkins set off toward the rock the man had pointed out, which by this time, in the fast growing darkness, could scarce be made out.

They would indeed probably have missed it, for the distance was fully a mile and a half; but before they had gone many yards one of the four men passed by them on a run on his way down to Marsden to summon the parish doctor, for a moment's examination had sufficed to show them that the boy's injury was far too serious to treat by themselves.
Tired as the boys were, they set off in his footsteps, and managed to keep him in sight until they reached the spot whence Marsden could be seen, and they could no longer mistake the way.
"Now, look here, Tompkins," Ned said as they made their way down the hill; "don't you say a word about this affair.

You haven't got much to boast about in it, sitting there on the grass and doing nothing to help me.

I shan't say anything more about that if you hold your tongue; but if you blab I will let all the fellows know how you behaved." "But they will all notice my nose directly I get in," Tompkins said.
"What am I to say ?" "Yes, there's no fear about their not noticing your nose," Ned replied.
"I don't want you to tell a lie.