For it really was a feat.

He had jumped fully ten feet to the ground spear in hand, and literally thrown himself upon the little boar.
"A magnificent jump, Jimmy," I cried.
"Jimmy de boy to jump," he said, complacently.

"Pig, pig kill Mass Jack Penny, Jimmy no spear um." "Yes, I 'spect I should have ketched it pretty warmly," said Jack, gathering himself up.

"Oh, I say, I did come down such a bump, Joe Carstairs.

It seemed to shake my back joints all to pieces." "Jimmy spear um lil pig, pig," said the black.
"Yes, and I'll give you my knife for it," said Jack, taking out his great clasp-knife.