"I say, Mr.Medlicot, did you see Bos and his horse part company?
You did, Mr.Harry.

Didn't he fly like a bird, all in among the bushes! I owed Bos one; I did, my word! And now I've paid him." "I saw it," said Harry.

"He was riding at me as hard as he could come.

I can't understand Boscobel.

Nokes is a sly, bad, slinking follow, whom I never liked.