"Old man, are you the gardener?"

"Yes, I'm the gardener. I _know_ what _you_ are."

"How much do you ask for your strawberries?"

"They come high. _Nothing_ of mine is to be as cheap hereafter as
it has been."

"I am so glad--for your sake. I should like to possess _something_
of yours, but I suppose everything is too high now."

"Entirely too high!"

"If I only could have foreseen that there would be an increase of
value! As for me, I have felt that I am getting cheaper lately.
I may have to _give_ myself away soon. If I only knew of some one
who loved the lower animals."

"The fox, for instance?"

"Yes; do you know of any one who would accept the present of a
fox?"

"Ahem! I wouldn't mind having a _tame_ fox. I don't care much
for wild foxes."

"Oh, this one would get tame--in time."