le Dave fastened the punt to an old willow trunk,
and, quite at home in the place, went on first to a rough-looking house
nearly hidden among alders and willows, all of which showed traces of
the flood having been right up, submerging everything to a depth of
three to four feet.
"Hullo, Chip! Chip! Chip!" cried Tom, and the decoy-man's little
sharp-looking dog came bounding to them, to leap up, and fawn and whine,
full of delight at seeing human faces again.
There was the twittering and piping of birds, and the scuffling,
scratching noise made by animals in a cage, as they reached the
roughly-fenced yard, more than garden, about Dave's cottage, the boys
eager to inspect the birds, the ferrets, the eel-spear leaning against
the reed thatch, and the brown nets hung over poles, stretching from
post to post, as if to dry.
"Why, it's months sin' you've been to see me," said Dave.
"Well, whose fault's that?" said Dick sharply. "I say, Dave, these nets
are new."
"Ay, every one of 'em. Made 'em all this summer."
"Didn't you get lots of things spoiled when the flood came?" cried Tom.
"N-no, lad, no. Nearly had my birds drownded, but I got 'em atop of the
thack yonder."
"But hasn't your cottage been dreadfully wet?" asked Dick, who was
poking his finger in a cage full of ferrets. "I say, what are John
Warren's ferrets doing here?"
"Doin' nothing, and waiting to be took out, that's all, lad."
"But wasn't your place horribly wet?"
"What care I for a drop o' watter?" said Dave contemptuously.
"Look here, Dick, at the decoys," cried Tom running to a large wicker
cage in which were four of the curious long-legged birds known as ruffs
and reeves.
"Was six," said Dave. "I lost two."
"How?"
"Fightin', lad. I niver see such bonds to fight. Gamecocks is babies
to 'em. I'm going to try a new improved way of ketching of 'em by
challenging the wild ones to fight."
"Never mind about them," said Dick eagerly; "are you going to start
now?"
"Ah! you're so precious eager to begin, lad," said Dave; "but when
you've been sitting out there on the boat for about a couple of hours
you'll be glad to get back."
"Oh, no, we sha'n't!" cried Dick. "Now, then, let's start."
"Ay, but we've got to get ready first."
"Well, that's soon done. Shall I carry the birds down to the boat?"
"Nay; we wean't take them to-day. I've sin more pie-wipes than ruffs,
so let's try for them."
He went round to the b
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