Mattie and the HighwaymenIn the 1840s most highwaymen are hanging up their riding boots and putting away their pistols. But there is just time for one last gang of misfit ruffians to attack nervous travellers as they pass through Harewood forest in Hampshire And so it is that |
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... its many ruts and potholes . She sang occasion- ally to keep her spirits up and paused once to eat a slice of meat ... it's hardly more than a wood ! ' the girl said re- proachfully . ' And the road mostly runs along its edge , in any ...
... its many ruts and potholes . She sang occasion- ally to keep her spirits up and paused once to eat a slice of meat ... it's hardly more than a wood ! ' the girl said re- proachfully . ' And the road mostly runs along its edge , in any ...
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... Its holder was tall and skinny and wore a black mask cover- ing the top half of his face . Below the mask was a sharp nose , bad teeth , and a filthy , matted beard parted on the left by a wide scar . Behind him , another man held the ...
... Its holder was tall and skinny and wore a black mask cover- ing the top half of his face . Below the mask was a sharp nose , bad teeth , and a filthy , matted beard parted on the left by a wide scar . Behind him , another man held the ...
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... its mane . The path dropped suddenly and spiralled to the right , down and down until the trees silhouetted on the skyline were high above her , and she could imagine she was in the dark hold of a steep - sided ship , with rats ...
... its mane . The path dropped suddenly and spiralled to the right , down and down until the trees silhouetted on the skyline were high above her , and she could imagine she was in the dark hold of a steep - sided ship , with rats ...
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... It's my bird , and I'll thank you leave it be ! ' she coun- tered , suddenly fearless . Dicker stared at her . ' Leave it be ? Leave it be ?! I'm not having that thing in my camp , my little pretty ! But it's up to you , girl . I'll ...
... It's my bird , and I'll thank you leave it be ! ' she coun- tered , suddenly fearless . Dicker stared at her . ' Leave it be ? Leave it be ?! I'm not having that thing in my camp , my little pretty ! But it's up to you , girl . I'll ...
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... its own will . Dicker looked up at her along the barrel and spoke quietly . ' The only thing that stops me from ... It's what they pays you , my little lubber , when you comes across a ship what's floatin ' about lost and helpless ...
... its own will . Dicker looked up at her along the barrel and spoke quietly . ' The only thing that stops me from ... It's what they pays you , my little lubber , when you comes across a ship what's floatin ' about lost and helpless ...
Contents
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16 | |
Workus Brats | 26 |
Trapped | 34 |
No Mitchin | 47 |
Some Argufyin | 55 |
Plots and Proverbs | 68 |
Rafty Lessons | 75 |
Skisin Off | 135 |
Ancient History | 146 |
Tricksy Little Game | 155 |
Final Meal | 161 |
Lump Emmet Hump | 171 |
A Strange Homecoming | 181 |
Hard Decisions | 191 |
Revelations | 208 |
The Danger of a Little Gold | 83 |
The Lives of the Poor | 103 |
The Workhouse | 114 |
Nobbut Hard Work | 122 |
A Longawaited Bonfire | 223 |
Historical comment | 228 |
Hampshire dialect | 229 |
Common terms and phrases
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