My soul, there's stuff there.

_They_ knew what fighting _was--they'd_ have played footer with you.

Ever since I was a tiny kid they've excited me, and if I'd been a brainy feller I'd have known a lot more, but the minute I start reactin' about them I get heavy, can't keep my eyes to it.

But I've walked miles--often and often--to see a stone or a hill, don't yer know, and Sannet Wood's one o' the best.

So, says I, when I hear about young Carfax bein' done for right there at the very place, I says to myself, 'You may look and look--hold your old inquests--collar your likely feller--but it wasn't a man that did it, and you'll have to go further than human beings if you fix on the culprit.'" This was, in all probability, the longest speech that Lawrence had ever made in his life.