’Surelythenyoumustbequitestarving，sir，’mysisterrepliedwiththegreatestzeal；forshedidloveamanwithanappetite；’howgladIamthatthefireisclear!’ButLizzie，whohappenedtobethere，saidwithherpeculiarsmile，——
’MasterSticklesmustbeusedtoit；forhenevercomesbackwithouttellingusthat。’
’Hush!’criedAnnie，quiteshockedwithher；’howwouldyouliketobeusedtoit？Now，Betty，bequickwiththethingsforme。Pork，ormutton，ordeer’smeat，sir？Wehavesomecuredsincetheautumn。’
’Oh，deer’smeat，byallmeans，’JeremySticklesanswered；’IhavetastednonesinceIleftyou，thoughdreamingofitoften。Well，thisisbetterthanbeingchasedoverthemoorsforone’slife，John。AllthewayfromLandacreBridge，Ihaveriddenaraceformypreciouslife，attheperilofmylimbsandneck。
ThreegreatDoonesgallopingafterme，andagoodjobformethattheyweresobig，ortheymusthaveovertakenme。Justgoandseetomyhorse，John，that’sanexcellentlad。Hedeservesagoodturnthisday，fromme；andIwillrenderittohim。’