“They looked capable av doin’ thot, sir,” said Tim.
“Yah, dey vos mean-loogin’ fellers, und dot is so,” said Fritz.
“Yes, those same scoundrels gave me a coat of tar and feathers this afternoon,” continued Miller. “But they were not satisfied with that, it seems, but wanted to give me a beating.”
“Well, we gave thim a little somethin’ to remimber this affair by, Oi’m thinkin’,” chuckled Tim.
“I’m glad you did. And, now, who are you, if I may ask, and where are you from? I don’t think you live in this part of the country.”
“We are soldiers,” said Fritz. “Ve belong mit der army.”
“I didn’t know there was a patriot army in this part of the country,” said Miller.
“We just got here,” explained Tim. “There is a rigimint, an’ it is encamped about twinty miles from here.”
“Ve haf come down here to fighd Arnold,” said Fritz.
“That is good. He has been causing the patriots a lot of trouble since he came down into Virginia.”