Quite politely [art original]

A gentleman in a riding habit (left) rides his horse through the door of a cottage startling the family who sit at their dinner table. The man's hunting dog jumps at the young son who sits closest to the door; he screams in terror, his fork and knife frozen part way to his mouth and his leg thrown up, spilling a pitcher from the table. The mother raises up her arms in terror, letting the cutlery fly; in her mouth is a gnawed bone. Behind her is a wall with shelves lined with dishes and mugs. Her husband (right), back to the viewer, turns to the intruder pointing a long spear. His knife and fork are on the floor below his chair. The gentleman addresses the cottagers, "Och, dont disturb y'rselves my Nonies I only want to know whether you cou'd be after informing me where I cou'd meet with a decent night's lodging for man and beast."