Here he comes.

Go on just as usual, and don't tell him nothing.

I'll meet you soon as it's dark." "Pistols ?" "No.

Sticks." "Jemmy there, father?
Ah, there you are! Come on.

I've been waiting such a time." Ram looked sharply from one to the other, and knew there was something particular on the way, but he said nothing.
"Get it out of Jemmy," he said to himself.
"I'm ready, lad; I'm ready." "Look sharp, boy," said the farmer.
"Yes, father," said Ram.