“I wish I was there,” said Nelly, laying down a marrow-bone with a sigh.
“Wishin’ ain’t enough, Nell.”
“I know that, an’ I’m ready to work,” said Nelly, resuming the bone with a resolute air. “When shall we set out?”
“When we are ready, lass. We shall begin to dry the meat to-morrow, an’ as soon as it’s fixed—off we’ll start. I only hope the cold weather will last, for if it came warm it would go hard with your little feet, Nell. But let’s turn in now. Hard work requires a good sleep, an’ it may be that we’ve harder work than we think before us.”
Chapter Fourteen.
The Journey Home Resumed and Interrupted.
Three days more and our young friends bade farewell to Silver Lake.
Short though their stay had been, it had proved very pleasant, for it was full of energetic labour and active preparation, besides a great deal of amusement, so that quite a home feeling had been aroused in their minds, and their regret at leaving was considerable.