'Barnaby's right,' cried Hugh with a grin, 'and I say it. Lookee, bold
lad. If she's not here to see, it's because I've provided for her, and
sent half-a-dozen gentlemen, every one of 'em with a blue flag (but not
half as fine as yours), to take her, in state, to a grand house all
hung round with gold and silver banners, and everything else you please,
where she'll wait till you come, and want for nothing.'
'Ay!' said Barnaby, his face beaming with delight: 'have you indeed?
That's a good hearing. That's fine! Kind Hugh!'
'But nothing to what will come, bless you,' retorted Hugh, with a
wink at Dennis, who regarded his new companion in arms with great
astonishment.
'No, indeed?' cried Barnaby.
'Nothing at all,' said Hugh. 'Money, cocked hats and feathers, red coats
and gold lace; all the fine things there are, ever were, or will be;
will belong to us if we are true to that noble gentleman--the best man
in the world--carry our flags for a few days, and keep 'em safe. That's
all we've got to do.'
'Is that all?' cried Barnaby with glistening eyes, as he clutched his
pole the tighter; 'I warrant you I keep this one safe, then. You have
put it in good hands.
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