"I make you a King, and--Well, do it.

Go and fetch him, while I look to the horses.

He can't lie very deep, but I doubt if he'll care about that.

Poor little Josef! He was an honest bit of a man." He went out, and I went to the cellar.

I raised poor Josef in my arms and bore him into the passage and thence towards the door of the house.
Just inside I laid him down, remembering that I must find spades for our task.