- Squire Amos Haggard: Roderick, he is a young rascal and you are a gentleman, and a gentleman is judged by the company he keeps.
- Roderick Haggard: Ah, you mean "birds of a feather," Father.
- Squire Amos Haggard: Precisely.
- Roderick Haggard: You mean if I'm seen drinking with someone shifty, shady, and degenerate, I shall be judged accordingly!
- Squire Amos Haggard: Of course.
- Roderick Haggard: Then I'll leave you, Father.
- [walks away]