Eric; Or, Little by Little

by F. W. Farrar

"Well, why shouldn't we get some?" said Wildney "it would he very jolly."

"Get some! What! at this time of night?"

"Yes; I'll go now, if you like, to Ellan, and be back before ten."

"Nonsense," said Eric; "it aint worth while."

"I believe you think I'm afraid," said Wildney, laughing, and looking at Eric with his dark eyes; "and what's more, I believe you're afraid."

"Little whippersnapper!" said Eric, coloring, "as if I was afraid to do anything you dare do. I'll go with you at once, if you like."

"What are you thinking of?" asked Duncan. "I don't care twopence about the beer, and I hope you won't go."

"But I will, though," said Eric, a little nettled that Wildney, of all people, should think him wanting in pluck.

"But how will you get out?"

"Oh, I'll show you a dodge there," said Wildney. "Come along. Have you a dark lantern?"