Publisher's Synopsis
"Better stay here, squire. Aren't the land good enough for you?" "Oh yes; the land's good enough, sir." "Stop and take up a run close by. If you go yonder, the piggers'll eat you without salt." Here followed a roar of laughter from the party of idlers who were busy doing nothing with all their might, as they lounged about the wharves and warehouses of Port Haven.
