"That's true very few can touch 'em when they're coming out nigh to the pheasants.

They can't believe in the speed of 'em." "Do you think Sir Everard shoots as well as he did before he went to Africa ?" Caroline asked.
Middleton touched his hat and turned to Seaman, who was standing in the background.
"Better, your Grace," he answered, "as I was saying to this gentleman here, early this morning.

He's cooler like and swings more level.

I'd have known his touch on a gun anywhere, though." There was a glint of admiration in Seaman's eyes.

The beaters came through the wood, and the little party of guns gossiped together while the game was collected.