Thought?
What the devil's that ?" "How could he see who it was on a pitch-dark night ?" Richard put in.
"Thought!" the farmer bellowed louder.

"Thought--Devil take ye, when ye took ye oath on't.

Hulloa! What are ye screwin' yer eye at Mr.Feverel for ?--I say, young gentleman, have you spoke to this chap before now ?" "I ?" replied Richard.

"I have not seen him before." Farmer Blaize grasped the two arms of the chair he sat on, and glared his doubts.
"Come," said he to the Bantam, "speak out, and ha' done wi't.

Say what ye saw, and none o' yer thoughts.