We drank the pure water from the brook out of our hands, because there was no farm to get milk at just there, and it was too much fag to look for one--and, besides, we thought we might as well save the sixpence.
Then we started again, and still the tower looked as far off as ever.
Denny began to drag his feet, though he had brought a walking-stick which none of the rest of us had, and said-- 'I wish a cart would come along.

We might get a lift.' He knew all about getting lifts, of course, from having been in the country before.

He is not quite the white mouse we took him for at first.

Of course when you live in Lewisham or Blackheath you learn other things.

If you asked for a lift in Lewisham, High Street, your only reply would be jeers.