Una laughed a little bubbling chuckle . ` What Devil 's in that belfry ? ' said Hal , with a lazy laugh . ` That should be a Hobden by his voice . ' ` Why , the oak is the regular bridge for all the rabbits between the Three Acre and our meadow . The best place for wires on the farm , Hobden says . He 's got two there now , ' Una answered . ' He wo n't ever let it be grubbed ! ' ` Ah , Sussex ! Sillly Sussex for everlastin ' , ' murmured Hal ; and the next moment their Father 's voice calling across to Little Lindens broke the spell as little St Barnabas ' clock struck five . A SMUGGLERS ' SONG If You wake at midnight , and hear a horse 's feet , Do n't go drawing back the blind , or looking in the street , Them that asks no questions is n't told a lie . Watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentlemen go by ! Five-and-twenty ponies , Trotting through the dark -- Brandy for the Parson , ` Baccy for the Clerk ; Laces for a lady ; letters for a spy , And watch the wall , my darling , while the Gentlemen go by ! Running round the woodlump if you chance to find Little barrels , roped and tarred , all full of brandy-wine ; Do n't you shout to come and look , nor take 'em for your play ; Put the brishwood back again , -- and they 'll be gone next day ! If you see the stable-door setting open wide ; If you see a tired horse lying down inside ; If your mother mends a coat cut about and tore ; If the lining 's wet and warm -- do n't you ask no more ! If you meet King George 's men , dressed in blue and red , You be careful what you say , and mindful what is said . If they call you ` pretty maid , ' and chuck you ` neath the chin , Do n't you tell where no one is , nor yet where no one 's been ! Knocks and footsteps round the house -- whistles after dark -- You 've no call for running out till the house-dogs bark . Trusty 's here , and Pincher 's here , and see how dumb they lie -- They do n't fret to follow when the Gentlemen go by ! If you do as you 've been told , ` likely there 's a chance , You 'll be give a dainty doll , all the way from France , With a cap of Valenciennes , and a velvet hood -- A present from the Gentlemen , along o ' being good !
Five-and-twenty ponies , Trotting through the dark -- Brandy for the XXXXX , ` Baccy for the Clerk .
Barnabas Father France Hal Hobden Lindens Parson Valenciennes house-dogs whistles