"Jake!"
"Ah!"
"See the young rip don't get out."
"Ah!"
Tommy clambered down, standing between the two men. Then he made a bolt for freedom, dodging Jake's half-hearted attempt at resistance.
But the farmer held him as he recoiled from Jake and jerked him over a truss of hay.
And for the next few minutes Tommy was very uncomfortable.
"Oh, you cad, you cad, you beastly, putrid cad."
Tommy spoke between his teeth at each stroke of the farmer's stick.