"“We are a famously stealin’ folk. Aren’t we, lads? Whut’s it we’re famous for?” “Stealin’!” shouted the blue men. “And what else, lads?” “Fightin’!” “And what else?” “Drinkin’!” “And what else?” There was a certain amount of thought about this, but they all reached the same conclusion. “Drinkin’ and fightin’!” “And there was summat else,” muttered the twiddler. “Ach, yes. Tell the hag, lads!” “Stealin’ an’ drinkin’ an’ fightin’!” shouted the blue men cheerfully. “Tell the wee hag who we are, lads,” said the helmet twiddler. There was the scrape of many small swords being drawn and thrust into the air. “Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna be fooled again!”"