There is a shop a little distance down here.

Let us make for it." But as soon as they moved two more of the Ottawas were dragged down and trampled on.
"It begins to look interesting," said the lieutenant to Harry.

"Sorry you are into this, old chap.

It was rather my fault.

It is so beastly dirty, don't you know." "Oh, fault be hanged!" cried Harry.