"That rope wasn't thick enough to hold him.

I thought he would get away." "Then why not have asked me for a thicker rope, Dick ?" "What's the good! If I had tied him there with a thicker rope, he'd have bitten through the bridle.

He wanted to go back home, and when he does, he will go somehow." "He seems a wonderful beast," said Mr Marston, smiling.
"I don't know about being wonderful.

He's a rum one, and as cunning as a fox.

Why, he'll unfasten any gate to get into a field, and he'll get out too.