But when we do dig down, we come upon some curious old stones." "Like your tobacco-jar ?" the engineer said, pointing to the old carven corbel.
The squire nodded.
"You've got plenty of digging to do, my lad," he said, laughing.
"Finish that, and then perhaps I may let you have a turn my way.

Who's going over to see John Warren ?" "Ah, I wish you would go," said Mrs Winthorpe, "and take the poor fellow over some things I have ready, in a basket!" "I'll go," said Dick.

"Hicky will take us in his punt.

There'll be plenty of time, and it's moonlight at nine." "I'll go with you, Dick," said Marston.

"What's the matter with the man ?" "Our own particular complaint, which the people don't want you to kill, my lad," said the squire.