As to yesterday, I just came because the young squire tould me to, and thankful I am that he got back safe to shore, for, if we had been drowned, I don't know whatever I should have said to the squire." Two days after the shipwreck, Walter and John Whitefoot met at the place which they had agreed on, when they last saw each other four days before.
"I heard of your brave deed on the night of the storm, Walter.

Everyone is talking of it; and even my grandfather, who has seldom a good word for any of you at the Castle, said that it was a noble deed.

It was as much as I could do not to say, 'Yes, he is a friend of mine;' for I felt proud of you, I can tell you." "It is all nonsense, John.

I have often been out in a curragh in bad weather, though never in quite such a storm as that; but, once launched, she rode lightly enough, and scarce shipped a spoonful of water." "I should like to have been there," John said; "but I should have been no use.

My people have always been against my going down to the sea, deeming it a pure waste of time, except that they let me go down to swim.