I vote we don't." "Hang a row," said Dig.

"But it seems to me, Arthur, you don't care twopence whether the chap's found out or not." Arthur's face clouded over.
"Perhaps I do, perhaps I don't.

I don't see we're called upon to show them up." "But look what a mess the house is in till they're bowled out.

We'll never get hold of a bat all the season." "Jolly bad luck, I know, but we must lump it, Dig.

You must drop fooling about with your clues.