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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... horse rocked her to sleep . When she awoke , there was a barely perceptible brightening of the eastern sky behind her . The mare had paused to crop some grass from the verge and moved on reluctantly , only to stop yet again . They were ...
... horse rocked her to sleep . When she awoke , there was a barely perceptible brightening of the eastern sky behind her . The mare had paused to crop some grass from the verge and moved on reluctantly , only to stop yet again . They were ...
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... horse's hoofs echoed and were answered by scut- tling sounds from the trees that leaned hard against the margin of the road and met overhead . Mattie peered forward but could make out only the faint white of the chalky road surface ...
... horse's hoofs echoed and were answered by scut- tling sounds from the trees that leaned hard against the margin of the road and met overhead . Mattie peered forward but could make out only the faint white of the chalky road surface ...
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... horse's bridle ! I am on my way to Miss Bell's Academy for the Daughters of Gentlefolk , where I intend to continue my studies . ' In the darkness to her left , someone snorted at this speech . Dicker laughed derisively and then copied ...
... horse's bridle ! I am on my way to Miss Bell's Academy for the Daughters of Gentlefolk , where I intend to continue my studies . ' In the darkness to her left , someone snorted at this speech . Dicker laughed derisively and then copied ...
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... horse's back , clinging to 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 ...
... horse's back , clinging to 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 ...
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... . ' Shut your fat face ! ' Dicker swung at the man and Lump fell backwards with the weight of the blow . The others laughed . Then Dicker's gun turned back to point at Mattie on her horse , slowly , deliberately , 9 The Highwaymen.
... . ' Shut your fat face ! ' Dicker swung at the man and Lump fell backwards with the weight of the blow . The others laughed . Then Dicker's gun turned back to point at Mattie on her horse , slowly , deliberately , 9 The Highwaymen.
Contents
5 | |
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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