he never does under these circumstances, but by prolonging and
modifyinq the vowel, sometimes even to the extreme degree of
pronouncing it properly. As to his yol for l (a compendious
delivery of the provincial eh-al), and other metropolitan
refinements, amazing to all but cockneys, they cannot be
indicated, save in the above imperfect manner, without the aid
of a phonetic alphabet. He is dressed in somebody else's very
second best as a coast-guardsman, and gives himself the airs of
a stage tar with sufficient success to pass as a possible fish
porter of bad character in casual employment during busy times
at Billingsgate. His manner shows an earnest disposition to
ingratiate himself with the missionary, probably for some
dishonest purpose.

THE MAN. Awtenoon, Mr. Renkin. (The missionary sits up quickly,
and turns, resigning himself dutifully to the interruption.) Yr
honor's eolth.

RANKIN (reservedly). Good afternoon, Mr. Drinkwotter.

DRINKWATER. You're not best pleased to be hinterrupted in yr bit
o gawdnin bow the lawk o me, gavner.

RANKIN. A missionary knows nothing of leks of that soart, or of
disleks either, Mr. Drinkwotter. What can I do for ye?

DRINKWATER (heartily). Nathink, gavner. Awve brort noos fer yer.

RANKIN. Well, sit ye doon.