They. You ought to get hold of a good dog.
It is extraordinary how many things one ought to get hold of in the country. Sometimes it is a wood-chopper and sometimes a couple of hundred cabbages, and sometimes a cartload of manure, and sometimes a few good hens. I find this very exhausting to the grip.
I. What for?
They. To watch your house.
I. I do not wish to inflict pain on a good dog. What kind of a dog ought it to be?
They. Well, a mastiff.
I. Isn't that rather a smooth kind of dog? If I have to get hold of a dog, I should like one with rather a rougher surface.
They. Try an Irish terrier.
I. I have. They fight.
They. Not unless they're provoked.