Pringle didn't say anything about Roger always being called Hodge. He sensed that Mr. Liddon wouldn't call him Hodge any more than he would call him Pringle. He was right. / "Parents well, are they, Peregrine?" - - - / Hodge capered about, his thumbs in his ears and his hand flapping. "Tweet, tweet, mad bird. His master chains him up like a dog. Tweet, tweet, birdie!" / "I'd rather be a hunting falcon than Roger the lodger the sod," said Pringle.