"Going up Cockers Hill at top speed was tiring, Mr. Goon. I expect you found it so, too." "I don't want any cheek," said Mr. Goon, glaring at Pip. "Where's that fat boy gone? What's he here for? Ho—another ivy-covered house! Snooping round again, I suppose. Well, you won't find much there—it's empty, see? Ern—you come here." Just at that moment Fatty and Bets and Buster came out of the gate, and Buster ran barking in delight towards his old enemy. Goon leapt on his bicycle at once, and rode off quickly, shouting to Ern. "You come back with me, young Ern. I've got a job for you, delivering messages. You come at once, Ern." "Better go, Ern," said Fatty. "Who knows—he may give you some more wages at dinner-time, if you do some work for him this morning!" "What a hope!" said Ern, in disgust. "All right. Fatty. I'll go, if you say so. I'll be down at your place as soon as I can to hear your news. So long!" And away he went after his uncle, looking so doleful that the others couldn't help laughing.
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