It had no door, and she paused on the threshold to prospect.

The faint foggy light was so dim that at first she could see nothing.

Presently, however, her eyes got accustomed to it, and she made out Bill and Johnnie sitting opposite to each other on the ground.
Between them was the breaker of rum.

Bill had a large shell in his had, which he had just filled from the cask; for Augusta saw him in the act of replacing the spigot.
"My go!--curse you, my go!" said Johnnie, as Bill lifted the shell of spirits to his lips.

"You've had seven goes and I've only had six!" "You be blowed!" said Bill, swallowing the liquor in a couple of great gulps.