Why is it?
I'm not looking for rubies every time I stoop over.

They shot at me the other day when I got down to pick up my crop." "It's all right so long as they don't kill you," was Browne's consoling remark.
"By Jove!" said Deppingham, starting up with a look of horror in his eyes, sudden comprehension rushing down upon him.

"I wonder if they think I am _you_, Browne! Horrible!".