His finger was broken, and then blood-poisoning set in.

Up to the collar-bone his arm is discoloured, and the glands are blackish-blue here and there.

He smiled as he put out his hand, and he said, 'He du hurt, sir.

I've had hardly an hour's sleep since the first breeze, and, when I du get over, I fare to feel as if cats and dogs and fish and things was bitin'.' Then I asked him if he had stuck to work.

Yes; he had helped to haul as late as this last midnight.