Third 'Arry. I'll lay you can't knock a rabbit down!
Jim. I'll lay I can!
[Fires. The procession of rabbits goes on undisturbed.
Second 'Arry (jocosely). Never mind. You peppered 'im. I sor the feathers floy!
Third 'Arry. You'd ha' copped 'im if yer'd bin a bit quicker.
Jim (annoyed). They keep on movin' so, they don't give a bloke no chornce!
Second 'Arry. 'Ave a go at that old owl.
[Alluding to a tin representation of that fowl which remains stationary among the painted rushes.
Third 'Arry. No—see if you can't git that stuffed bear. He's on'y a yard or two away!
An Impatient 'Arry (at doorway). 'Ere, come on! Ain't you shot enough? Shake a leg, can't yer, Jim?