- Well, but the Baron Von Koëldwethout of Grogwig! He was a fine swarthy fellow, with dark hair and large moustachios,
- who rode a-hunting in clothes of Lincoln green, with russet boots on his feet, and a bugle slung over his shoulder,
- like the guard of a long stage. When he blew this bugle, four-and-twenty other gentlemen of inferior rank,
- in Lincoln green a little coarser, and russet boots with a little thicker soles, turned out directly; and away galloped the whole train,
- with spears in their hands like lackered area railings, to hunt down the boars, or perhaps encounter a bear:
- in which latter case the baron killed him first, and greased his whiskers with him afterwards.
