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"
Bring
on
the
rest
Cain
,
"
said
Gabriel
,
"
and
then
run
back
to
the
ewes
.
I
’
ll
follow
you
soon
.
"
Cainy
Ball
—
a
cheery
-
faced
young
lad
,
with
a
small
circular
orifice
by
way
of
mouth
,
advanced
and
deposited
two
others
,
and
retired
as
he
was
bidden
.
Oak
lowered
the
lambs
from
their
unnatural
elevation
,
wrapped
them
in
hay
,
and
placed
them
round
the
fire
.
"
We
’
ve
no
lambing
-
hut
here
,
as
I
used
to
have
at
Norcombe
,
"
said
Gabriel
,
"
and
’
tis
such
a
plague
to
bring
the
weakly
ones
to
a
house
.
If
’
twasn
’
t
for
your
place
here
,
malter
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
should
do
i
’
this
keen
weather
.
And
how
is
it
with
you
to
-
day
,
malter
?
"
"
Oh
,
neither
sick
nor
sorry
,
shepherd
;
but
no
younger
.
"
"
Ay
—
I
understand
.
"
"
Sit
down
,
Shepherd
Oak
,
"
continued
the
ancient
man
of
malt
.
"
And
how
was
the
old
place
at
Norcombe
,
when
ye
went
for
your
dog
?
I
should
like
to
see
the
old
familiar
spot
;
but
faith
,
I
shouldn
’
t
know
a
soul
there
now
.
"
"
I
suppose
you
wouldn
’
t
.
’
Tis
altered
very
much
.
"
"
Is
it
true
that
Dicky
Hill
’
s
wooden
cider
-
house
is
pulled
down
?
"
"
Oh
yes
—
years
ago
,
and
Dicky
’
s
cottage
just
above
it
.
"
