Here is no place for chatter . '' `` My foot hurts shrewdly , '' said Matcham . `` Nay , I had forgot your foot , '' returned Dick . `` Well , we must go the gentlier . I would I knew rightly where we were . I have clean lost the path ; yet that may be for the better , too . An they watch the ferry , they watch the path , belike , as well . I would Sir Daniel were back with two score men ; he would sweep me these rascals as the wind sweeps leaves . Come , Jack , lean ye on my shoulder , ye poor shrew . Nay , y ' are not tall enough . What age are ye , for a wager ? -- twelve ? '' `` Nay , I am sixteen , '' said Matcham . `` Y ' are poorly grown to height , then , '' answered Dick . `` But take my hand . We shall go softly , never fear . I owe you a life ; I am a good repayer , Jack , of good or evil . '' They began to go forward up the slope . `` We must hit the road , early or late , '' continued Dick ; `` and then for a fresh start . By the mass !
but y ' ` ave a rickety hand , XXXXX .
Daniel Dick Jack Matcham gentlier life repayer shoulder shrew start