Wonderful crop! And this 'd've been the same.

His Lordship ain't nothin' to me, Mr.Gotobed." "You don't approve of hunting, Mr.Goarly ?" "Oh, I approves if they'd pay a poor man for what harm they does him.

Look at that there goose." Mr.Gotobed did look at the goose.
"There's nine and twenty they've tuk from me, and only left un that." Now Mrs.Goarly's goose was well known in those parts.

It was declared that she was more than a match for any fox in the county, but that Mrs.Goarly for the last two years had never owned any goose but this one.
"The foxes have eaten them all ?" asked the Senator.
"Every mortal one." "And the gentlemen of the hunt have paid you nothing." "I had four half-crowns once," said the woman.
"If you don't send the heads you don't get it," said the man, "and then they'll keep you waiting months and months, just for their pleasures.

Who's a going to put up with that?
I ain't." "And now you're going to law ?" "I am,--like a man.