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Devon Boys

CHAPTER TWO
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But they don't, for they stop in that way growing close down and all on one side, and they very seldom get at all big.
That was a capital path as soon as we were out of the wood, running up and down the slope sometimes four, sometimes six or seven hundred feet above the sea, just as it happened, and with the steep cliff above us jagged with great masses of rock that looked as if they were always ready to fall rolling and crashing till they got to the broken edge, when they would leap right down into the sea.

Sometimes they did, but only when a thaw came after a severe frost.

There was none of that sort of thing though at midsummer, and the overhanging rocks did not trouble us as we scampered along in the bright elastic air, feeling as if we were so happy that we must do something mischievous.
The path was no use to us, it was too smooth and plain and safe, so we went down to the very edge of the precipice, and looked over at the beautiful clear sea, hundreds of feet below, and made plans to go prawning in the rock pools, crabbing when the tide was out, and to get Bigley's father to lend us the boat and trammel net, to set some calm night and catch all we could.
"Think he'll lend it to us, Bigley ?" asked Bob.
"I don't know.

I'm afraid he won't." "Why not ?" I said.

"He did last holidays." "Yes," said Bigley; "but your father hadn't got the Gap then, and made him cross, for he said he was going to buy it, only your father bought it over his head." "But had he got the money ?" I said.
"Oh, yes.


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