The Wanderers Of The Water-Realm - Plot & Excerpts
“Easy there, Mother,” he gasped, “are you intent on boiling me like one of your garden turnips?” Hetty laughed, thrusting her son down with the palm of her hand until the young man lay prone upon the well-used couch that occupied a corner of her kitchen. “Lad, what can you expect when you come here beaten black and blue, after fighting like a demon in them boxing halls and those so-called ‘Gentlemen’s Clubs!’ I tell you plainly, son, I long for the day when you make the final payment upon that canal boat of yours then you can give up the bloody craft of prizefighting and make the whole of your living by plying an honest trade upon the navigations.” “Then tomorrow will be a memorable day for both of us, Mother,” the young man answered with more than a hint of pride in his voice. “For yesterday’s bout in Sheffield, the one that left me with this damnable bruising, has also given me enough cash to pay off the last instalment of Uncle Robert’s loan. By tomorrow evening, the deeds to the Bonny Barbara will be in my possession and the craft will be mine and mine alone.”
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