“And we’ll take them some of our men’s caps and cloaks.”
“Good, sir, and a pair of shears.”
“What for?”
“No use to dress ’em up as our men when they’ve got long hair. Did you see our Nat, sir?”
“Yes, of course; but what do you mean?”
“Hair sprouted all over his head like a badly cut hedge, sir. He’s been trying to grow like a Cav’lier, and he looks more like a half-fledged cuckoo.”
“Don’t waste time in folly. Can you get over to the Manor this afternoon?”
“Yes, sir, if you get me leave.”
“And I will get the caps and cloaks.”
“Don’t want a donkey, I suppose, sir?”