Confound Blissam!

Had Mr. Billwock left any word for me?

"Nein; not ein wort."

I found where he was and started for him. He wasn't at all pleased to
see me; in fact he didn't seem to care whether I had gone from
Rossmore or not.

"Going fishing?" I asked. "Yes; I dakes a leetle fish."

"Don't you need some goods?"

"No; I dinks not."

"How about money? Haven't you got some for me?" "Not a tollar now. You
see I pay Plissam last night ery tollar I haf."

"Why didn't you divide?"

"It was not wort' w'ile."

"But I must have some money; your account is long past due and we need
it."

"W'at you do? I got no money, I told you."

"You must get some. I don't care how you get it or what you do, but I
must have $50 to-day." "Well; if I get it I gif it you."