Eh, Netty?"
Annette chimed in: "Anything we can do, anything. Nothing can be too
much."
Van Diemen was praising little Jane for her devotion to her master.
"Master have been so kind to me," said little Jane.
"Now, march; it is cold," Van Diemen gave the word, and Herbert stood by
Mary rather dejectedly, foreseeing that his prospects at Elba were
darkened.
"Now then, Mart, left leg forward," Van Diemen linked his arm in his
friend's.
"I must have a look," Tinman broke from him, and cast a forlorn look of
farewell on the last of the house on the beach.
"You've got me left to you, old Mart; don't forget that," said Van
Diemen.
Tinman's chest fell. "Yes, yes," he responded. He was touched.
"And I told those fellows if they landed you dry they should have--I'd
give them double pay; and I do believe they've earned their money."
"I don't think I'm very wet, I'm cold," said Tinman.
"You can't help being cold, so come along."
"But, Philip!" Tinman lifted his voice; "I've lost everything.
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