Wish you was at home more, though .-- I say--" "Well ?" "If ever you go to fight the Darleys, take me, Master Mark." "I shall not go to fight the Darleys, Dummy.

They may come to fight us, and if they do, you shall come and help." "Hah!" ejaculated the rough-looking boy.

"I'm pretty strong now.

If they come and meddle with us, do you know what I should like to do, Master Mark." "No: hammer them, I suppose." "Nay; I should like to drive 'em all down to the place I'm going to show you." "Well, where is it ?" "Oh, ever so far yet.

'N'our away." Mark whistled in surprise.
"Not tired, are you, sir ?" "Tired?
No; but I didn't think you could go so far." "Oh yes, you can, sir, if you don't mind crawling a bit now and then.
You can go miles and miles where the stone's split apart.