Syne, Curly, ye fire yer gun, and burn the blue lichts o' the tap o' the hoose; and gin I see or hear the signal, I'll be ower in seven minutes an' a half.

Ilka ane o' ye 'at hears, maun luik efter the neist; and sae we'll a' gether at Curly's.

Fess yer bags for the stanes, them 'at has bags." "But gin ye dinna see or hear, for it's a lang road, General ?" interposed Cadger.
"Gin I'm no at your yard, Curly, in saiven minutes an' a half, sen' Linkum efter me.

He's the only ane o' ye 'at can rin.

It's a' that he can do, but he does't weel .-- Whan Juno's ance oot, she's no in a hurry in again." The boys separated and went home in a state of excitement, which probably, however, interfered very little with their appetites, seeing it was moderated in the mean time by the need and anticipation of their dinners.
The sun set now between two and three o'clock, and there were long forenights to favour the plot.