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You will have to be about all Thursday. You 

 know there are generally a good lot of foot 

 people when we meet here.' 



' Where shall you draw, sir ? ' 



* Oh, the Beech Wood, of course. There is 

 little fear of his running through any of the 

 coverts we shall shoot, and if he does the stuff 

 will all be back again in two hours. But how 

 is it that you haven't made your arrange- 

 ments ? ' 



'Well, we're so nation short o' beaters. 

 That theer hartis' chap as yer 'ad daown last 

 year, he shot 'um up so close oi dunna know 

 what for t' dew. A isna comin' thistoime, is a ? ' 



' No, no, of course not ; but I don't think it 

 was as bad as you say last year.' 



' Ah, but it wor ; 'arf the beaters was pickin' 

 out shot corns for a thraa wik, to say nothink 

 abaout old Sambo. A landed 'I'm twoice. And 

 them asadidna sheoot, a welly skarred to death. 

 Bur if you're quoite seure as a isna coomin' 

 this toime, oi can appen get enooff.' 



^ Gad, he's a rum one,' said Acton, as the 



