We've got to stick it out in this old place at all costs." "No," said Dickson emphatically.

"The moral is that we must shift the ladies.

We've got the chance while Dobson and his friends are locked up.

Let's get them as far away as we can from the sea.

They're far safer tramping the moors, and it's no' likely the new folk will dare to follow us." "But I cannot go." Saskia, who had been listening intently, shook her head.