Everything you eat and drink's off his estate, the day he dines his tenants.

No humbug 'bout old Squire Beltham.
I asked him if Sewis was alive.
'Why, old Sewis,' says he, 'you're acquainted with old Sewis?
Why, of course you are.

Yes, old Sewis 's alive, Master Harry.

And you bet me at single-wicket! That 'll be something to relate to 'em all.

By Gearge, if I didn't think I'd got a nettle in my fist when I saw you pitch into my stumps.