Tell Jewell to go up and bring her in before night.

And then up the forty acres; sprang two coveys, and picked a leash out of them.

The Irish hawk flies as wild as any haggard still, and will never make a bird.

I had to hand her to Tom, and take the little peregrine.

Give me a Clovelly hawk against the world, after all; and--heigh ho, I am very hungry! Half-past twelve, and dinner not served?
What, Master Amyas, spoiling your appetite with strong ale?
Better have tried sack, lad; have some now with me." And the worthy old gentleman, having finished his oration, settled himself on a great bench inside the chimney, and put his hawk on a perch over his head, while his cockers coiled themselves up close to the warm peat-ashes, and his son set to work to pull off his father's boots, amid sundry warnings to take care of his corns.
"Come, Master Amyas, a pint of white wine and sugar, and a bit of a shoeing-horn to it ere we dine.