Answer me this.

Did ever Sir Robert himself give you charity?
Come, now." Fergus perceived the drift of the question at once.

The penurious character of the baronet was so well known throughout the whole barony that if he had replied in the affirmative every man of them would have felt that the assertion was a lie, and he would consequently have been detected.

He was prepared, however.
"Throth then, gintlemen," he replied, "since you must have the truth, and although maybe what I'm goin' to say won't be plaisin' to you, as Sir Robert's friends, I must come out wid it; devil resave the color of his money ever I seen yet, and it isn't but I often axed him for it.
No--but the sarvints often sind me up a bit from the kitchen below." "Well, come," said the sergeant, "if you have been lyin' all your life, you've spoke the truth now.

I think we may let him go." "I don't think we ought," said one of them, named Steen, a man of about fifty years of age, and of Dutch descent; "as Bamet said, 'we don't know what he is,' and I agree with him.