At this time neither the attorney nor Larry Twentyman was in the room.
"He couldn't have done better," said Runciman, speaking from behind a long clay pipe.
"All the same he was nibbling at Goarly," said Ned Botsey.
"I don't know that he was nibbling at Goarly at all, Mr.Botsey," said the landlord.

"Goarly came to him, and Goarly was refused.

What more would you have ?" "It's all one to me," said Botsey; "only I do think that in a sporting county like this the place ought to be made too hot to hold a blackguard like that.

If he comes out at me with his gun I'll ride over him.

And I wouldn't mind riding over that American too." "That's just what would suit Goarly's book," said the doctor.
"Exactly what Goarly would like," said Harry Stubbings.
Then Mr.Masters and Larry entered the room.