"Now, then, goo and ketch her, lad." "Well, I never!" cried Dick.

"I say, Dave, how do you manage it?
Could you catch another ?" "Ay, lad, many as I like." "And rabbits too ?" "Nay, I don't say that.

I hev ketched rabbuds that ways, but not often.
Rabbud always makes for his hole." As he spoke he walked back to where he had left his pole standing in the bog earth, and they trudged on again to where a lane of water impeded their further progress.
"Too wide for you, lads ?" said Dave.
"No," replied Dick, "if it's good bottom." "Good bottom a little higher up here," said Dave, bearing off to the left.

"Now, then, over you go!" Dick, pole in hand, took a run without the slightest hesitation, for Dave's word was law.

He said there was good bottom to the lane of water, and he was sure to know, for he had the knowledge of his father and grandfather joined to his own.