But then I had the [massive] flintlock by me for protection. ¶[…]The linen-press and a chest on the top of it formed, however, a very good gun-carriage; and, thus mounted, aim could be taken out of the window at the old mare feeding in the meadow below by the brook,[…].

They particularly enjoy making fun of one of their fellows who is not present, whom they consider a hopeless nerd – until, that is, they learn he is engaged to marry the boss's daughter.

After the first minute of conversation with her I stopped feeling like a fifth wheel. We got on fine together. Of course I don't know whether I was a fifth wheel or not. There was no way I could discover just what the line-up was.

Replace the Parmesan with ¾ cup Monterey Jack, cheddar, or goat cheese.