"I wouldn't have fired my gun if I had known what the consequences were going to be, but them poaching devils that come round here rabbiting fairly send me furious and that's a fact.

It ain't that one grudges them a few rabbits, but my tame pheasants all run out here from the home wood, and I've seen feathers at the side of the road there that no fox nor stoat had nothing to do with.

All the same, sir, I'm very sorry," he added, "to have been the cause of any inconvenience." "It is rather worse than inconvenience, Middleton," the Professor said gravely.

"The man who has escaped is one of the worst criminals of these days." "He won't get far, sir," the gamekeeper remarked, with a little smile.
"It's a wild bit of country, this, and I admit that men might search it for weeks without finding anything, but those gentlemen from Scotland Yard, sir, if you'll excuse my making the remark, and hoping that this gentleman," he added, looking at Quest, "is in no way connected with them--well, they don't know everything, and that's a fact." "This gentleman is from the United States," Lord Ashleigh reminded him, "so your criticism doesn't affect him.

By-the-by, Middleton, I heard this morning that you'd been airing your opinions down in the village.