A moment later an' this yere villain Dobbin bolts the third time, an' as I've sort o' got my one arm tangled up with Jule, he lams into a oak tree.
"'It's then, when we're plumb to a halt, I does hear a flutter.

At that I gets down to investigate.

Gents, you-all may onderstand my horror when I finds 'leven of my shawl-neck game chickens roostin' on that side-bar's reach! They're thar when we pulls out.

They've retired from the world an' its cares for the night an', in our ignorance of them chicken's domestic arrangements, we blindly takes 'em with us.

Now an' then, as we goes rackin' along, one of 'em gets jolted off.