returned the ferryman , rising . `` An ye win safe to the Moat House , y ' have done lucky ; but I say no more . '' And then catching sight of Matcham , `` Who be this ? '' he asked , as he paused , blinking , on the threshold of his cabin . `` It is my kinsman , Master Matcham , '' answered Dick . `` Give ye good day , good ferryman , '' said Matcham , who had dismounted , and now came forward , leading the horse . `` Launch me your boat , I prithee ; we are sore in haste . '' The gaunt ferryman continued staring . `` By the mass ! '' he cried at length , and laughed with open throat . Matcham coloured to his neck and winced ; and Dick , with an angry countenance , put his hand on the lout 's shoulder . `` How now , churl ! '' he cried . `` Fall to thy business , and leave mocking thy betters . '' Hugh Ferryman grumblingly undid his boat , and shoved it a little forth into the deep water . Then Dick led in the horse , and Matcham followed . `` Ye be mortal small made , master , '' said Hugh , with a wide grin ; `` something o ' the wrong model , belike . Nay , Master Shelton , I am for you , '' he added , getting to his oars . `` A cat may look at a king . I did but take a shot of the eye at Master Matcham . ''
`` Sirrah , no more words , '' said XXXXX .
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