“No,” said Waller, laughing; “of course not, Bunny. Now, look here, you keep a sharp look-out without seeming to be watching the soldiers and Tony Gusset, and if there’s anything wrong you come and tell me.”
“Right, Master Waller! That’s so; and look here, sir. When we get him down to the creek and take him aboard he’d better be dressed up a bit so as people shan’t take no notice of him. You make him put on some of your oldest clothes, and keep him three or four days wi’out weshing his hands and face. That’ll make him look more nat’ral.”
“Oh, we’ll see about that, Bunny; and now you do this. You go down to Loo Creek and see your brother-in-law at once. But look here; you’ll want some money.”
“What for?” said the man sharply.
“Oh, to pay somebody for giving you a lift, and for something to eat, because you won’t be able to do it all in a day.”
“Oh, you let me alone for that.”
“I shan’t,” said Waller. “Here, take this.”
“I shan’t neither,” said the man, and he made a little resistance, which ended in Waller thrusting a couple of half-crowns into his pockets. “Say, Master Waller, you and me has had some games in these ’ere woods in our time, ar’n’t us?”
“Yes, Bunny! Hundreds.”
“But this ’ere’s quite a new un, eh?”