"He is a neighbour of mine, and he has volunteered his help in case I should ever need it." This explanation seemed, if anything, to increase the big stranger's surprise.
"Well, if that don't lick cock-fighting!" he exclaimed, contemplating me with admiration.

"I never heard tell of such a thing." "And now you have found me, Corporal Smith," said the tenant of Cloomber, "what is it that you want of me ?" "Why, everything.

I want a roof to cover me, and clothes to wear, and food to eat, and, above all, brandy to drink." "Well, I'll take you in and do what I can for you," said the general slowly.

"But look here, Smith, we must have discipline.

I'm the general and you are the corporal; I am the master and you are the man.