“The rope’s end? Yes.”
“Can’t yer see it aren’t broke?”
“Yes, of course. Why, it did not part, Sam!” cried Joe, excitedly.
“Nay; it did not part.”
“Then it came untied,” cried Joe, frantically. “Oh, Sam!”
Chapter Four.
Joe hears a Cry.
“Here, what’s the good o’ your shouting at me like that, my lad? Think things aren’t bad enough for me without that?” cried the man, in an ill-used tone.