After various attempts to liberate it, by throwing sticks and stones at it, Dwight took off his shoes, turned up his pantaloons to his knees, and waded in to the place, and after carefully extricating the whip, brought it safely to the shore.
“I am very glad I have got my whip again,” said Caleb, while Dwight was putting on his shoes.
“I am glad too,” said Dwight. “But you told a lie about it, Caleb.”
“A lie!” said Caleb.
“Yes: you said you certainly hung it up upon the nail,” said Dwight, as they began to walk along.
“Well, I thought I did,” said Caleb.
“That makes no difference. You did not say you thought you hung it up, but that you were sure you did.”
“Well, I certainly thought I did,” said Caleb; “and I am sure it wasn't a lie.”
Dwight insisted that it was, and Caleb determined to ask his grandmother.
They returned to the mole.