I don't see why the likes o' thee
Without axin' leave should go makin' free
With the shank or the shin o' my father's kin;
So hand the old bone over!
Rover! Trover!
Though dead he be, it belongs to he;
So hand the old bnone over!
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.153, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt