comrag,' sais he.

"Well, it made me larf spiteful. I felt kinder wicked,
and as _I_ had a hat on, and I couldn't scratch my head,
I stood jist like him, clown fashion, with my eyes
wanderin' and my mouth wide open, and put my hand behind
me, and scratched there; and I stared, and looked puzzled
too, and made the same identical vacant face he did, and
repeated arter him slowly, with another scratch, mocking
him like, 'Dim comrag.'

"Such a pair o' fools you never saw, Squire, since the
last time you shaved afore a lookin' glass; and the stable
boys larfed, and he larfed, and I larfed, and it was the
only larf I had all that juicy day.

"Well, I turns agin to the door; but it's the old story
over again--rain, rain, rain; spatter, spatter, spatter,--'I
can't stop here with these true Brittons,' sais I, 'guess
I'll go and see the old Squire: he is in his study.'

"So I goes there: 'Squire,' sais I, 'let me offer you a
rael gene_wine_ Havana cigar; I can recommend it to you.'
He thanks me, he don't smoke, but plague take him, he
don't say, 'If you are fond of smokin', pray smoke
yourself.' And he is writing I won't interrupt him.

"'Waiter, order me a post-chaise, to be here in the
mornin', when the rooks wake.'