“Are you going to tell your men to open, then?”
“No, I’m not.”
“Do you know that you are resisting the law, young sir?”
“No, but I know I’m resisting you.”
“By this paper I have proper warrant to take possession of all here.”
“Have you? Well, I don’t care what warrant you have. My father’s out, and I’m not going to let a set of ragged-looking Southroners come and do what they please in Dunroe.”
“I tell you, I have a proper warrant for taking possession.”
“Then put it back in your pocket, and come again when my father’s at home.”
“Look here, me laddie, it’ll be a bad day’s wark for ye, if ye resist the law.”
“You be off, and come again when my father’s at home, I tell you.”