You are a prisoner! Do you understand ?" "Yes, sir, thank'ee, sir, kindly," stammered Mr.Shutliffe.

"May I lock in the pigs first, sir ?" One of the soldiers coughed explosively, and ran away, and the two others trotted after him.

When they looked back, Mr.Shutliffe was still standing uncertainly in the dusk, mildly concerned as to whether he should lock up the pigs or obey the German gentleman.
The three soldiers halted behind the church wall.
"That was a fine start!" mocked Herbert.

"Of course, you had to pick out the Village Idiot.

If they are all going to take it like that, we had better pack up and go home." "The village inn is still open," said Ford.