"Then who did ?" "Mike Ladelle and I." "You did!" cried the old man, staring.

"Why, I told you I wouldn't let you have it, and saw you both go home." "But we didn't go home," said Vince.

"We went and hid in the rocks, and watched till you'd gone away, and then we crept down to the boat and got her out." "You did--you two did ?" cried the old man; and his hand went into the top of his trousers.
"Yes," said Vince desperately, "and we had a long sail." "Well!" growled the old man,--"well! And I thought it was him!" "We're very sorry we scraped a rock, and made her leak." "Made her leak!" roared the old man: "why, she's spyled, and I shall have to get a new boat." "No, she isn't, Joe: you said it would cost four or five shillings to mend the hole." "Eh?
Did I ?" "Yes, you did; and Mike and I will give you five shillings to get it done." The old man thrust out his great gnarled hand at once for the money.
"We haven't got it here, Joe," said Vince; "but we'll bring it to you to-night.

Eh, Mike ?" "Yes; after tea." "Honour ?" "Yes: honour." "Honour bright--gen'leman's honour ?" "Yes," said Vince emphatically.
"Let him say it too," growled Daygo.
"Honour bright, Joe," said Mike.
"Oh, very well, then; I s'pose I must say no more about it," grumbled the old man; "but I'm disappynted--that I am.

I thought it were they Carnachs, and I'd made up my mind to give it the young 'un and make him sore.