'Not like to, the way he's gone on; sowing brag brings brambles.'
'You see,' said Voaden, 'they always reckoned on getting Langford, some day, when the old fellow died.'
'And what a mighty big fool Larry is to aggravate his uncle. Instead of keeping good terms with the old gentleman he goes out o' his road to offend him.'
'I say it's regular un-decent his being out to-night hunting the hare before his own uncle's door.'
'I say so, too. It weren't my place to say naught, but I thought it, and so did every proper chap.'
'It is an ill bird that fouls its own nest.'
'Does his father know what's he's been after?'
'No, of course not; old Nanspian would ha' taken a stick to his back, if he'd heard he was in for such things.'
'I know that however bad an uncle might use me, I'd never have nothing to do with a hare hunt that concerned him—no, nor an aunt neither.'
'Larry was always a sort of a giddy chap.'