“Ah! it’s you, is it, little good-for-nothing! Are you going to throw stones at me to-day?”
“I say! you ain’t on horseback!”
“And if I were, would you throw stones at my horse again, to frighten him and make him rear? You would have been very glad if I had fallen, wouldn’t you?”
“It would have made me laugh.”
“What a little rascal! What is your name?”
“I dunno.”
“You don’t know your name?”
“I won’t tell you.”
“And your parents—what are their names? what is their business? where do they live?”
“Catch me telling you, so you can go and complain and get me a scolding! I ain’t such a fool!”