Mebbe I shall find this out mysen." "Why, you're not trying, Dave." "Not trying, lad! Nay, but I am, and I shall find him yet some day.
Look here, boys.

If you want to find out anything like that, you mustn't go splashing about among the reeds, or tug-slugging through the bog-holes, or he hears you coming, and goos and hides.

You must sit down among the bushes, and wait and wait quiet, like a man does when he wants to get the ducks, and by-and-by him as did it comes along.

Dessay I shall catch him one of these days, and if I do, and I've got my pole with me, I'll throost him under water and half-drownd him." "Never mind about all that, Dave.

What are you going to do to-day ?" cried Dick.
"Me, lad! Oh, nowt! I've brote a few eggs for the missus, and I shall tak' that can o' powder back wi' me, and then set down and go on makkin soom new coy-nets." "That's his gammon, Mr Marston," cried Dick.
"Nay, nay, mester, it's solemn truth." "'Tisn't; it's gammon.