"I tell you it was against her will that I came hither." "The devil it was!" exclaimed the Squire, suddenly bursting into a wild laugh.

"If you get your way with _her_, when she says 'no,' you must be a rare one.

You are my son for certain, however, or you would never dare to stand here.

It was a rash step, young Sir, and might have ended in the horse-pond.

I had half a mind to set my bull-dog at you.