Part 38 (1/2)

”Not this tih, as he looked at the fellow ”Like pears?”

”Ah!”

”Here then”

Sarown hard Marie Louise pear from his pocket, and Toht deftly, and transferred to a pocket in Pete's ragged trousers where a forgotten hole existed, and the fruit was seen to run down the leg and re-appear by the lad's boot Pete grinned, picked it up, and put the fruit in a safer place

”Catch again!” cried Sa it this ti the lad a sharp blow

But the pear was caught as it struck in Pete's pal_, and was duly transferred to the lad's pocket

”What a shaht Tom ”Uncle's choice pears, and they were not fit to pick”

”Got any more?” cried Pete

”Yes, one Have it?” said Saured by thetoo hard and green to be palatable ”Now then, catch”

This one was thrown viciously as a cricket-ball by long-field-off But Pete's eyes were keen; he had seen the white patch on the side of the fruit, and instead of trying to catch it, he ducked his head, and let it go far away a the fir-trees, the branch of one of which it struck, and split in pieces

”No, yer didn't,” said Pete, grinning ”I say, chuck us another sixpence”

”Not this ti at To of hesitation which had kept him back, and made a rush forward in the direction taken by the pear

”Where are you going?” cried Saot plenty at home”

But Tom paid no heed; his eyes were fixed on the spot where Pete had stood when he took out his pipe, and rown sharp froreat heath-like commons, and he sa the object which had fallen froish alvanised into action, he sprang forward to secure the little object lying half hidden upon a tuft of ling

The consequence was a s violently in contact, and, according to the conclusions of ent The next instant To stupidly at each other

Toht up a bit of twisted brass wire, secured to a short length of string, before rising to his feet

Then Pete was up, while Sahed heartily

”Here, that's ive it tothe wire into his pocket; ”you've no business with a thing like that”

”Give it to rowled Pete, ”or I'll half smash yer”

”_You_ touch me if you dare!” cried Tom fiercely

”Bravo! ciss! Have it out!” cried Sa the dog trotting up, after doing a little hunting on its own account

”You giveat yer,” cried Pete