There: you're all right now, aren't you ?" "Yes," said Ned.

"Did you pull me out ?" "To be sure I did." "Then there's a threepenny-piece for you," said Ned.

"I haven't got any more." "Then you put it back in your pocket, my lad, to buy something for your little sis.

I don't want to be paid for that." "You wait till his poor Mar comes home," cried Cook excitedly, "and I'm sure she'll give you a bit of gold." "Nay," growled the man.

"I've got bairns of my own.