Volume Two—Chapter Two.
The Battle Continued—Mark Antony.
They had found the oak empty, and were returning along the shore to search the quarry. The wind brought their voices out over the water.
“Mind, he’ll fight if he’s there.”
“Pooh! we’re ten to one.”
“Well, he hits hard.”
“And he can run. We shall have to catch him when we find him; he can run like a hare.”
“Look!”
“The punt’s loose.”
“So it is.”