Three chickens vanished rapidly, and the troopers kept their horns filled with claret.
"If we always do as well as that," Captain Davenant said, as they finished the meal, "we shall have no reason to grumble.

But I fear that's too much to expect.
"Bring me my pipe and tobacco, Larry.

You will find them in the holsters of my saddle.
"Fergus, do you undo these trusses, and lay the straw out even--that will do.
"Now, lads, you will find plenty more provisions in the wallet.

Do you go and get your own suppers, then give an eye to the horses.

We shall not want anything more." For two or three hours, the three officers and Walter sat chatting by the fire, occasionally piling on fresh logs.