He won't tell--will you, sir ?' And he turned to Lancelot.

'Have pity on the poor creature, sir, for God's sake--it isn't often he gets it.' 'I won't tell, my man.

I've not seen you doing any harm.

Come out like a man, and let's have a look at you.' The creature crawled up the bank, and stood, abject and shivering, with the dog growling from between his legs.
'I was only looking for a kingfisher's nest: indeed now, I was, Paul Tregarva.' 'Don't lie, you were setting night-lines.

I saw a minnow lie on the bank as I came up.