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The Black Tor

CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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Then it is your fault if it is not laid in your creel." "Thank you, Master Rayburn; I'll try.

I haven't had a fish since I was wounded." "No: it would have been bad work if you had gone whipping about, and irritating the two little holes in your arm.

Well, how is it ?" "Oh, quite well now," said the lad, as he carefully hooked the bees in his cap, and twisted the hair to which they were attached under the band; "and I've come to say how thankful I am for all you have done for me, and--" "That's enough, my dear boy," cried the old man warmly; "look the rest.
And now about those wild men of the mountains; have you heard how they are going on ?" "A little; not much." "Ah, you don't know, or you would not talk about a little.

Why, Ralph, boy, the country round is full of complaints of their doings.

About a dozen great idle scoundrels are living up at Ergles in that cave, laying the people for miles round under contribution; picking the fat of the land, and committing outrage after outrage.


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