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Richling recalled the physician's saying concerning this very same little tale-bearer, that he carried his nonsense on top and his good sense underneath. "Dr. Sevier said that, did he?" asked Richling, after a time. "'Tis the vehbatim, seh. Convussing to yo' 'eve'end fwend. You can ask him; he will co'obo'ate me in fact. Well, Mistoo Itchlin, it supp'ise me you not tickle at that.
"Oh, what a joke!" exclaimed one of them, putting his head out of the window and affecting the pronunciation of the day. "Passpawts to dwive to Gwobois to call on citizen Ba-as? 'Word of fluted honor! you're cwazy, fwend! Go on, dwiver!" The coachman whipped up his horses and the carriage passed without further opposition.
Mistoo Itchlin, I am in indignan' circumstan's. Mistoo Itchlin, if you know the distwess Mistoo Itchlin, if you know 'ow bad I 'ate to baw!" The tears stood in his eyes. "It nea'ly kill me to b " Utterance failed him. "My friend," began Richling. "Mistoo Itchlin," exclaimed Narcisse, dashing away the tears and striking his hand on his heart, "I am yo' fwend, seh!" Richling smiled scornfully.
"Don't know, sir, probably half-an-hour." "Aw! Dooced awkwad. My fwend has got the bwidge of his nose damaged, besides some sort of internal injuway, and won't be able to attend to business to-night, I fear dooced awkwad." "D'you hear that?" whispered Sharp to Gurwood, as the "fwend" in question he with the checked trousers sauntered past holding a handkerchief to his nose.
If a fwend 'ave a necessity 'tis anotheh thing you don't feel that libbetty you ah 'ight I honoh you" "I don't feel the same liberty." "Mistoo Itchlin," said Narcisse, with noble generosity, throwing himself a half step forward, "if it was yoze you'd baw' it to me in a minnit!" He smiled with benign delight. "Well, madame, I bid you good evening, Misses Itchlin.
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