I am bound to do all that lies in my power for this imprisoned man.

How and wherefore my son was prompted to suggest, or assist in, such an act, I cannot explain, for I do not know." "Hum!" said the farmer.

"I think I do." "You know the cause ?" Sir Austin stared.

"I beg you to confide it to me." "'Least, I can pretty nigh neighbour it with a gues," said the farmer.
"We an't good friends, Sir Austin, me and your son, just now--not to say cordial.

I, ye see, Sir Austin, I'm a man as don't like young gentlemen a-poachin' on his grounds without his permission,--in special when birds is plentiful on their own.