But the boys only stood still and listened.
"There they go, a regular flight!" said Dick.

"If Dave hears them won't he wish he'd got plenty of powder and lead!" "Think the old monks'll mind ?" said Tom.
"What! that flock of wild-geese going over ?" "No-o-o! Our taking the lead." "Oh! I say, Tom, you are a chap," cried his companion.

"I know you believe in ghosts." "No, I don't," said Tom stoutly; "but I shouldn't like to live in your old place all the same." "What! because it's part of the old monastery ?" "Yes.

The old fellows were all killed when the Danes came up the river in their boats and burned the place." "Well, father and I aren't Danes, and we didn't kill them.

What stuff!" "No, but it's not nice all the same to live in a place where lots of people were murdered." "Tchah! who cares! I don't.