They caused Scroope to snigger and Charles to grin, but in me they raised a feeling of indignation.
I took one of the guns and looked at it.

It was a costly and beautifully made weapon of the period, with an under-lever action.
"There's nothing wrong with the gun, sir," rumbled Red Waistcoat.

"If you hold it straight it will do the rest.

But keep the muzzle up, sir, keep it up, for I know what the bore is without studying the same with my eye.

Also perhaps you won't take it amiss if I tell you that here at Ragnall we hates a low pheasant.