27/28 He got it by its legs as I was going along, and the poor thing quacked and tried to fly, but down it went d'reckly. He'd take a pike half as big as hissen, if he got the charnsh." "Well, he won't kill any more," cried Dick triumphantly. "Oh, Tom, if we had lost him after all!" "I'd reyther hev lost a whole tak' o' duck, lads," said Dave, shaking each of his companions' hands warmly. "There'll be straange games among all the fishes and birds here, because he's ketched. Look at him! Theer's a pike, and they're a trying to dree-ern all the watter off from the fens and turn 'em into fields. |