"No, I don't know him." "Well, I've been having a go in at the same kind of job," continued Dicky.

"You know what a drop there is at the end of the pond, where you saw me yesterday, in the shrubbery?
Well, it struck me it wouldn't take much engineering to empty it." "What!" I exclaimed, "empty the pond! You'll get in an awful row, Dicky.

Don't think of it." "Think--it's done, I tell you," said the man of science.

"That was what I was at when you saw me." "I thought you were digging up primroses." "Digging up grandmothers! I was letting in a pipe to drain it.

It was a rare job to shove it in from the bottom corner of the pond through the bank into the shrubbery.