Capitolo 7
"Wait for an instant! There it comes to Guy Master, while returning from his/her ride. You
you/he/she can have before out it with him."
In fact, Hector had to look only down at the avenue to see the express
approach of the gig. Guy held the reins, and you/he/she was made to sit in the
driver's place with the whole air of a master. The sight increased
Hector, and not without reason. He waited up to that Guy, flinging the
reins to Edward, leaped from the gig, then he thought of him/it time to
you speak.
"You assure with a cable", he said, calmly, "it seems to me that you owe me an excuse."
"Oh, do I do, do I do?" Sneered Guy. "Thing for, does allow me to ask?"
"You has driven out in my gig, without asking to my permission."
"Oh, it Your gig is, is it?" Said Guy, with another sneer.
"Clearly it is. You know that as I do."
"I don't know at all it."
"Then I inform Him about him. I don't want to be selfish; I am prepared
what you should ride every now and then out in him; but I insist on Your
asking to my permission."
Guy listened to these words with a sneer on his/her face. He was around
the same age and it puts in order of greatness as Hector, but its characteristics were bad and
meaningless, and there was an astute glance in his/her eye that has stamped
him as unreliable. He didn't seem the Roscoes, although in many
you respect that he was in disposition and character similar to his/her father.
"It strikes me", he said, with an unpleasant smile "that you are
taking too much a small on you, Hector Roscoe. The gig is
anybody more the Your that mine."
"What does it say, Edward?" Said Hector, appealing to the coachman.
"I say me that the gig is the Your, and the horse is the Your, and so me
Guy Master and says, but he would not take any notice of it."
"Does it feel that, Guy?"
"Yes, I do; and that is what I think of it, answered Guy,
his/her fingers. "My father gave me permission to ride out in him, and
I have in the moment in which very right to him as You, and perhaps more."
"You know better, Guy", said Hector, indignantly; "and I warn Him