human
It is very horrible, Dick, my lad,
gpt
Oh, I don't mind, father! We shall get on so far before it's over our heads that we shall be able to swim the rest of the way. You can swim, father?
human
I used to, my lad; perhaps I have not forgotten how. But I am thinking of the people about. I wonder whether Hickathrift has found it out.
gpt
I dare say he's in bed, father,
human
That's what I fear, my boy; and then there's John Warren.
gpt
He'll get up the sand-hills, father.
human
If he knows in time, my boy; but Dave Gittan has no place to flee to.
gpt
He has his little boat, father; and Chip would warn him if he has gone to bed. I know what he'd do then.
human
What, my lad?
gpt
Pole himself along to John Warren and fetch him off, and come on to the Toft.
human
Mind, take care, we're going wrong,