But his wife seemed speechless with wonder and unable to make him any reply.
Then the Captain told them about their chase after the smuggler.
“Where did you say that feller fell?” he asked as soon as Captain Brice had finished.
“It must have been nearly twenty miles from here,” Jack told him. “I noticed that there was a small pond just a little way from where he landed and he went down in a narrow gorge between two hills.”
“That must be over by the twins,” the farmer said. “That’s what we call them two hills, they’re so much alike.”
“How far is it from here?” Captain Brice asked.
“Matter of fifteen miles I reckon.”
“I wonder if we could buy our dinner here?” the Captain asked.
“No, sir, ye can’t, but I reckon me and Mandy’d be mighty glad ter give yer all yer want ter eat fer nothin’.”
“Now that’s mighty good of you,” the Captain began but the old farmer cut him short.