Could I fish
here?"
"Too big a sea close in. I've got some in the boat. I put out a line as
I came across. I'll leave you some."
"And have you a bottle--or a bailing-tin? Anything I could bring home
some water from the pools in? I have to go over there every time I need
a drink, and in the dark it's not possible."
"You can have the bailer. It's a new one and sound."
"Now tell me, Bernel, if they find out I'm here what will they do?"
"They might come across and try and take you, unless they cool down; and
that won't be so long as that Julie and Peter talk as they do. She makes
him do everything she tells him. He's a sheep."
"And if they come across, what do you and Nance expect me to do?"
"You've got my gun," said the boy simply.
"Yes, I've got your gun. But do you expect me to kill some of them?"
"They'd kill you," said Bernel, conclusively. On second thoughts,
however, he added, "But you needn't kill them. Wing one or two, and the
rest will let you be. With a gun I could keep all Sark from landing on
L'Etat."
"Suppose they come in the night? How many landing-places are there?"
"There's another at the end nighest Guernsey, but it's not easy.
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