Richard Rosny (1903)
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Publisher: Date:2/21/2008 - Kessinger Publishing, LLC
By: Maxwell Gray
Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II THE LIGHTHOUSE Things grew vague and vanished, then he heard a voice that seemed to have been speaking ever so long in a curious sort of dream close by him. " Whatever's the matter with ee?" it said clearly at last. Richie rolled over on his back and looked up through hot and swollen eyes in the sunburnt, good-tempered face of a boy of about sixteen, in a stained white smock tucked into corduroy trousers, battered felt hat, and heavy boots. "Nothing is the matter," he replied, slowly getting up and pushing back his damp tangle of curls. Then he saw, by the gray melancholy of the sea under a sky of pearly cloud, that the sun had set behind a mist-bank and dusk was falling. "Go on with ee," retorted the lad. "Then whatever hev ee ben a squinnyen about ? You be a nice mammy-sick mud, I hreckon." "You mind your own business and get out of my way.'' The boy laughed a slow, good-tempered, scornful laugh, leaning back with his chin in the air and his head against the cliff as he sat on a jutting ledge, his hands in his pockets and his legs stretched out. "Hark to en," he chuckled, "'t es a smeart young cockerel as ever crowed on a mexen. Your comb ain't worth the cutten, young un, not yet. Look ee here. I can tell ee where there's a litter of fox-cubs and wold dog-fox letten of 'em play with his tail and wold mother setten washen of her vaiice with her paws, just like our tortoise-shell cat with her kittens." " Where t" Ritchie asked, his imagination dazzled by this domestic sketch. "Ah! that's tellens, Master Rosny. Maybe if you can get up at vive o 'clock to-morrow mornen and stand outside o' your back gaate, I '11 take ee along and show ee the cubs." "I'll be there, if I can wake in time. What a kind boy you are!'' '' Oh! go long with ...