But latterly they came in good numbers, and commenced a nightly system of annoyance by dancing their corroberies:[…]. Finding remonstrance of no avail, one evening, when they were all seated quietly at the wurlie [footnote: Encampment.], I fired a charge of small shot into the midst of them, and retired to the hut: in the morning they had all disappeared.

His final goal was short-handed and came with less than two minutes left.

Steve: (referring to his girlfriend attempting suicide in front of both of them) Look, I was just an observer. Bishop: You haven't answered my question. Steve: Well, what do you think? Bishop: We'll never know, will we? Steve: Well, say I just sat there—or we just sat there—and watched her check out. Think that would have been crazy?

On these nutrient-poor and acid soils, root competition for nutrients between crops and trees can be very intense, resulting in poor growth of the alley crops, especially of plants growing near the hedgerows.