Part 33 (1/2)

Sea-Dogs All! Tom Bevan 20180K 2022-07-20

The ferryman came; his fare stepped in The ferryave up the puzzle that troubled his mind, for he took the ha'penny fare with no other remark than that the day had been very war very depressed On a sudden ihroad and took the path by the river through the fields to his own lands He felt he could not bear another faive hi He tried to persuade hi around he could distinguish snized old Biddy Gale coarden to draater

The red roofs of Blakeney showed up against the dark background of the trees He looked for his own house No smoke curled from the chimneys His heart see along the path; he deter, spied the tall, gaunt, bearded stranger, and ceased his piping When Johnnie turned towards hiht better of it and ca man

”It is,” was the reply

”Doth one Master John Morgan live there?”

”A-did in the tiood master; but, preserve us from evil! the Spaniards roasted and eat him somewhere in the Indies”

A faint smile flickered across Johnnie's face ”How sad!” he cried

”Who then lives in his house yonder?”

”Just a oman and her maid They will not quit, they say, until a twelveone by from the time the rascal Dons laid hands on their master They will have it that he will come back; and Mistress Dawe of Newnham, and a sailor-man named Dan of Plymouth, do hold with them”

Johnnie wanted to ask a question about Dolly, but the words would not coet of inforainst the ish--so she says; but he declares he will not budge, lest Master Morgan should come home and find never the face of an old shi+pmate to cheer hiain) ”Mistress Dawe be now at the house, if thou art minded to walk thither

She comes there at times and stays for two or three days Folks do say that she expects John Morgan to walk in so They were lovers, ye know”

”Ah!” said Johnnie, with a catch in his breath

”Yon's the house, behind the hayricks Fine harvest Master Morgan had last year All the lads in this part of the forest looked after his fields in turns I helped to get in his hay and corn, and thegave a harvest home just as the an, sonnie?”

”Ay, I do mind him well Thou dost favour him somewhat, only he was a taller and properer o to the house; here's a penny for thee Tell thy father that a tallfor Master Morgan”