Second T. T. 'Ave they? We 'ave fences and 'edges. I don't see none 'ere. P'raps you'll point me out one?
First T. T. There's precious few 'edges or fences in the Isle o' Thanet, as you'd know if you've ever been to Margit.
Second T. T. (loftily). I'm not talkin' about Margit now, I'm talkin' of 'ere, and I'll trouble you to show me a landmark.
First T. T. Depend on it they've their own ways of knowing which is 'oo's.
Second T. T. That's not what I'm sayin'. I'm sayin' there ain't nothin' to indicate it. [They argue the point at length.
Podb. (to Culchard). Then you really aren't cut up—about Miss T. you know?
Culch. (with the reserve of a man who only wants to be pressed). There is no reason that I'm aware of, why I should be—but (lowering his voice) don't you think we had better wait till we are alone to discuss that subject?
Podb. Oh, all right. I'm not partic—at least. Well, I'm glad you aren't, you know, that's all.
[He becomes silent again—but his face brightens visibly.
First T. T. (to Second Do.). See that field there? That's tobacco, that is.