'Well, what brings you here to-day?'
'I've caught that loon Jamie Spens snaring rabbits and hares in the King's Wood.'
'At last,' said Hawkey Sharpe through his teeth.
'At last, sir,' responded the keeper, chiefly to Roland.
'Did he show fight?' asked Sharpe.
'Of course he did; Jamie comes o' a camstairy and fechtin' race.'
'I know that,' said Roland; 'this is not his first offence, by what you said?'
'Allow me, sir,' said the steward pointedly, with a wave of his hand.
'He is no bad kind o' chield,' urged the keeper.
'He will serve for an example, anyway!'