They sees my wires in the grass, and just looks the other way.

If they sees I with a gun I puts un in ditch till they be gone by, and they don't look among the nettles.
'Some of them as got land by the wood would like I to be there all day and night.

You see, their clover and corn feeds the hares and pheasants; and then some day when they goes into the market and passes the poultry-shop there be four or five score pheasants a-hanging up with their long tails a-sweeping in the faces of them as fed 'em.

The same with the hares and the rabbits; and so they'd just as soon as I had 'em--and a dalled deal sooner--out of spite.

Lord bless you! if I was to walk through their courtyards at night with a sack over my shoulders full of you knows what, and met one of 'em, he'd tell his dog to stop that yowling, and go in doors rather than see me.