The boy listens to Dougal's words, nods his head in understanding, and replies, "Grown-ups don't like Hobbets, but kids think they are cool. My father has a Hobbet tenant named Fred. He makes pancakes for our birthday parties. He is kind of like our crazy uncle."
The younger brother returns from tending the animals. He fixates on Dougal's comment, "We get teased and called names and rarely get treated fairly." He replies, "Being a Hobbet sounds alot like being a kid! Bullies tease me because Dad is successful."
To Willie the elder son proudly replies, "Dad taught me how to brew root beer, apple cider, honey mead, concord grape wine, ale, lager, smallbeer, porter, and stout. We have a new bottle machine from the city. It puts on metal caps so the drink stays fresher longer!
"My brother and me will help you finish loading."