What are you going to do ?" "Throost the punt along as far as I can, and when I've gotten to the end o' the watter tie her oop to the pole, and walk over to see the plaace." "I'll come with you, Dave." "Hey, do, lad, and you can tell me all about it as we go.

Jump in." Dick wanted no second invitation, and the decoy-man sent the punt along rapidly, and by following one of the lanes of water pursued a devious course toward Grimsey, whose blackened ruins now began to come into sight.
Dick talked away about the events of the night, but Dave became more and more silent as they landed and approached the farm where people were moving about busily.
"Nay," he said at last, "it weer some one smoking.

Nobody would hev set fire to the plaace.

Why, they might hev been all bont in their beds." Tom Tallington saw them coming and ran out.
"Why, Dave," he cried, "I'd forgotten all about the fishing, but we can't go now." "Nay, we couldn't go now," said the man severely.

"'Twouldn't be neighbourly." Tom played the part of showman, and took them round the place, which looked very muddy and desolate by day.
"I say, Dick, do you know how your father made the horses come out ?" he said, as they approached the barn, which had been turned into a stable.
"Hit 'em, I suppose, the stupid, cowardly brutes!" "No; hitting them wouldn't have made them move.