"We are now saved, Morris, and if you are not going to eat your piece of carraway seed cake, I should very much like to."
"You can eat everything. I have such a fealing of thankfulness to be saved, that I couldn’t eat for the moment, empty as I am. Besides there will be supper provided."
A man shouted above us and I heard the hated voice of Waxy West.
"Be you little devils down there?" he cried out.
"Yes, we are, Mr West," I answered him very loud. "We’re doing no harm at all—merely waiting quietly to be resqued. We only came for draggon-flies, and the side of the qwarry gave way unfortunately, or we shouldn’t have had to trouble you at such a late hour."
He growled in rather an unkind tone of voice, and we saw there were two other men with him. Then they began to make arrangements for the resque and one was told to go and get a rope.
"If ever I catch you in this place again, I’ll break both your necks," said Waxy West; and though this was rather strong, it comforted Morris in a way, becorse it showed that West hadn’t found his messages offering a handsome reward. If there had been any question of that, he would have been polite and kringeing; but he was just as usual.
We found out, after, that Matron had got in a funk and gone to the big house, where the people belonging to Merivale Grate Wood live; and the people had sent their keepers in all directions to save us.
These keepers got a rope and made knots in it and lowered it down, and told us that we must climb up it. And I let Morris go first, which he did; and then I went up, and the keepers saw us home.
I told Waxy West that I should mention the subject to my parints in India and that I hoped they might send at least a pound to him, and he said it wasn’t likely, becorse he’d done them the worst turn any man could. And he said that if I wanted to reward him, I would never go into Merivale Grate Wood again; and I promised I wouldn’t go in again for a full month. Which he evvidently didn’t believe.
There was fritefully good tuck waiting for us at school, and the Matron, who had been blubbing, said a grate many rather unkind things while we eat it. But she promised not to tell Dr Dunstan and he does not no even to this day.