Shale, do you know what we're to do?
Shale:
I'ld like
To have the handling of that dowser-man
Huff:
Just that, my lad, just that!
Warp:
And your fired rick.
Huff:
Let it be blazes! Quick, Shale, after him!
I'll tramp the night out, but I'll take the rogue.
Shale (to the others):