He looked down into Glen Doone first, and sniffed as if he were smelling it, like a sample of goods from a wholesale house; and then he looked at the hills over yonder, and then he stared at me.
'See what a pack of fools they be ?' 'Of course I do, Uncle Ben.

"All rogues are fools," was my first copy, beginning of the alphabet.' 'Pack of stuff lad.

Though true enough, and very good for young people.
But see you not how this great Doone valley may be taken in half an hour ?' 'Yes, to be sure I do, uncle; if they like to give it up, I mean.' 'Three culverins on yonder hill, and three on the top of this one, and we have them under a pestle.

Ah, I have seen the wars, my lad, from Keinton up to Naseby; and I might have been a general now, if they had taken my advice--' But I was not attending to him, being drawn away on a sudden by a sight which never struck the sharp eyes of our General.

For I had long ago descried that little opening in the cliff through which I made my exit, as before related, on the other side of the valley.