3/18 So we shall be only nine--including yourself--in all. Let's see," continued the old man, counting on his fingers: "there'll be Bill Nokes, and Robert Sloane, and--" "Spare me the roll-call, Grange," interrupted the painter; "and tell me where I am to be, and when, and I'll be there." "Very good, Sir," said the keeper, musing. "I'll put you at the Squire's oak--the one as you drawed so nicely--that'll be at the Decoy down yonder, and close to home. You have only to use this whistle, and you'll get help enough if you chance to be set upon; there will be a fight, no doubt. They must be a daring lot to poach the near park, within sound of the house: they ain't a done that these ten year; for the last time they brought Squire and his bull-dogs out, which was a lesson to one or two of 'em. |