Sherlock Holmes

Well, you might chance to find yourselves in the lake before you're done.

Where follow you?

Well, it's Sir Robert Norburton, sir.

He's terrible jealous at doubts.

Ouch!

Oh, I beg pardon, sir, but if you two strangers were as near as training quarters as that he'd be after, you sure as right.

He ain't taking no chances, Sir Robert, mate.

Ah, and a good colt it is and all.

He's carrying all our money, and Sir Robert's too.

Oh, but, by the way, gentlemen, begging your pardon, that is, I suppose you ain't on the turf yourselves?

Oh, no, indeed.

Just two weary Londoners who've bedded ease and good box of air.

Well, you're in the right place for that.

There's a good deal of it lying about.

But mind what I said about what strikes first and speaks after.

Very certainly so, Mr. Barnes.

Well, thank you, gentlemen.

Oh, Mr. Barnes, I wanted to ask you, what breed is that beautiful spaniel I saw in the passage just now?

Why, sir, that's the real shuffling breed.

There ain't a better in England than that.