Losh, Tommy, is that you blooding ?" There was indeed an ugly gash on Tommy's hand.

"You've been hacking at yoursel' again," said the distressed Corp, who knew that in his enthusiasm Tommy had more than once drawn blood from himself.

"When you take it a' so real as that," he said, uncomfortably "I near think we should give it up." Tommy stamped his foot.

"Take tent o' yoursel'!" he cried threateningly.
"When I was tracking Stroke I fell in with one of his men, and we had a tussle.

He pinked me in the hand, but 'tis only a scratch, bah! He was carrying treasure, and I took it from him." Ben whistled.