"It's a weary while of coming out sometimes, Bernel. And I can't spend the rest of my life here, you know."
"She said you were to keep your heart up. You never know what may happen."
"Tell her I can stand it because of all her goodness to me. If I hadn't her to think of I might go mad in time."
"I've brought you a rabbit I snared. Nance cooked it."
"That was good of her. Can you eat puffins' eggs?"
"They want a bit of getting used to," laughed the boy. "But they're better cooked than raw."
"I can cook them. I found part of an old boat, and I've plugged up all the holes in the shelter, and I only light a fire at night. Could I fish here?"
"Too big a sea close in. I've got some in the boat. I put out a line as I came across. I'll leave you some."
"And have you a bottle—or a bailing-tin? Anything I could bring home some water from the pools in? I have to go over there every time I need a drink, and in the dark it's not possible."
"You can have the bailer. It's a new one and sound."