Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . no reply. He began to feel uneasy. He turned his back on the pond and walked straightahead for twenty yards, till he came to a ditch. He kept by the side of it forabout twenty yards farther, then turned and walked straight ahead again, andthis time straight into another ditch. Still it was pitch dark. He was veiy wet and very cold, and was beginningto feel very frightened. He shouted and shouted till he was hoarse. Then he sat down upon the stumpof a tree, and waited three mortal hours for daybreak, his unhappy do
Yoicks! : heads and tales, tips and turns over (with a spill or two thrown in) . no reply. He began to feel uneasy. He turned his back on the pond and walked straightahead for twenty yards, till he came to a ditch. He kept by the side of it forabout twenty yards farther, then turned and walked straight ahead again, andthis time straight into another ditch. Still it was pitch dark. He was veiy wet and very cold, and was beginningto feel very frightened. He shouted and shouted till he was hoarse. Then he sat down upon the stumpof a tree, and waited three mortal hours for daybreak, his unhappy dog shiveringby his side. With the first streaks of early dawn he made the discovery that the inn wherehe had slept was just opposite to him, a stones throw off on the other side of aditch. He returned to it dead beat, though happier in his mind, and asked for some-thing hot and strong, at the same time inquired the time. Its only just gone six, said the landlord. I thought you was abed, hope them gents didnt play no practical joke off on you after I d gone up-stairs. C4. 05
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