"Dis prolonguated elevation into de airy space ob de zeneth am extremely discommodatiousness to a pusson what ain't used to it," remarked Washington with a broad grin as he oiled a whirring motor. "Yes er I guess it is," admitted Mark. "Are your teeth all fast after that effort?" asked Jack with a laugh. "Neber yo' mind my teeth," said Washington. "Golly! What's de matter now?"