Part 74 (1/2)
We're just the boys as can do it Why, it arn't half so bad as being up on the allant yard
”'Fol de rol de-riddle-lol-de-ri'”
”Don't make that noise, Jem, pray”
”Why not, my lad? That's your sort; try all the roots before you trust 'e on splen--”
_Rush_!
”Jeht, Mas' Don! Only slipped ten foot of an easy bit to save tu at you, and I saw that root you were holding coht I did that o' purpose,” ca straddling on a big bit o' bush”
”Where? I can't see you”
”Here, all right 'Tarn't ten foot, it's about five and twenty--
”'De-riddle-lol-de-ri'”
”Jem, we must climb back It is too risky”
”No, we , and I'll wait for you”
Don hesitated for a row more perilous each moment
”Say, Mas' Don,” cried Jem cheerily, ”what a chance for the their bills into us now!”
”Don't talk so, Jem I can't answer you”
”Must talk, s is as rotten as mud Don't you hold on by them Steady! Steady!”
”Yes Slipped a little”
”Well, then, don't slip a little What's your hands for?
”'There was a man in Bristol city, Fol de rol de--'”
”Say, Mas' Don, think there's any monkeys here?”
”No, no”