“I wur someur about, sir,” said Joe. “I dunnow where now though.”
“Quite so,” said Mr. Prigg, “it was a great victory; I’m told the enemy ran away directly they heard our troops were coming.”
“Now look at that,” said Joe; “what a lot of lies do get about sure-ly!”
“Dear me!” said Mr. Prigg; “but you beat them, did you not? we won the battle?”
“That’s right enough,” said Joe; “but if they’d run away we couldn’t a beat un—’tain’t much of a fight when there’s no enemy.”
“Haw, haw, haw!” laughed Bumpkin. “That be good, Mr. Prigg, that be good!”
“Very good, very good, indeed,” said Mr. Prigg; “I don’t wonder at your winning if you could make such sallies as that.”
And that was good for Mr. Prigg.
“And now,” said he, “to business—business, eh?”
“We be jist gwine to ’ave a nice piece o’ pork and greens, Mr. Prigg, would ee please to tak some,” said Mr. Bumpkin.