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"Now, tat prate kot life in udt yoost teh same like your own selluf, Toctor. Tot prate kot yoost so much sense ass Reisen kot. Ovver, Toctor Toctor" the Doctor was giving his attention to Richling, who was explaining something "Toctor, toandt you come here uxpectin' to see nopoty sick, less-n udt iss Mr. Richlun."
Richlun voss tare, shtayndting yoost so yoost so py teh shtofe; undt, Toctor Tseweer, I yoost tell you te ectsectly troot, he toaldt in fife minudts six minudts seven minudts, udt may pe undt shoadt me how effrapotty, high undt low, little undt pick, Tom, Tick, undt Harra, pin ropping me sindts more ass fife years!" The longest pause of all followed this disclosure.
I yoost taught I'll trop in undt tell you, Toctor, tat I heffent het Mr. Richlun in my etsteplitchmendt a veek undtil I findte owdt tat he's a berfect tressure." Doctor Sevier started half up from his chair, dropped into it again, wheeled half away, and back again with the blood surging into his face and exclaimed: "Why, what do you mean by such drivelling nonsense, sir?
"You toandt kott enna verte to sendt to Mr. Richlun, Toctor!" "Yes. Tell him to come and pass an hour with me some evening in my library." The German lifted his hand in delight. "Vy, tot's yoost teh dting! Mr. Richlun alvayss pin sayin', 'I vish he aysk me come undt see um; undt I sayss, 'You holdt shtill, yet, Mr.
Shtill I taught I voot take enough time to yoost trop in undt say to you tat I heffent het Mr. Richlun in my etsteplitchmendt a veek undtil I finte owdt someting apowt him, tot, uf you het a-knowdt ud, voot hef mate your letter maypy a little tifferendt written, yet." Now, at length, Dr. Sevier's annoyance was turned to dismay.
Richlun, sayss I, 've goin' to make pettent prate!" "What?" asked the Doctor, frowning with impatience and venturing to interrupt at last. "Pet-tent prate!" The listener frowned heavier and shook his head. "Pettent prate!" "Oh! patent bread; yes. Well?" "Yes," said Reisen, "prate mate mit a mutcheen; mit copponic-essut kass into udt ploat pefore udt is paked.
"Toctor, you ugscooce me ovver" the baker held the Doctor by the elbow as he began to turn away "Toctor Tseweer," the great face lighted up with a smile, the large body doubled partly together, and the broad left hand was held ready to smite the thigh, "you shouldt see Mr. Richlun ven he fowndt owdt udt is goin' to lower teh price of prate! I taught he iss goin' to kiss Mississ Reisen!"
"I didn't recommend him to you, sir. I wrote you distinctly that I did not feel at liberty to recommend him." "Tat iss teh troot, Toctor Tseweer; tat iss teh ectsectly troot. Shtill I taught I'll yoost trop in on you to say a verte to you, Toctor, apowt Mister" He hung his large head at one side to remember. "Richling," said the Doctor, impatiently. "Yes, sir. Apowt Mister Richlun.
Reisen, he alvays callss me 'Mister, undt tat iss one dting in puttickly vot I alvays tit li-i-iked apowdt Mr. Richlun, 'Mr.
Reisen, sayss he to me, 'fot iss udt fot you kot? Undt sayss I to him, 'Mr. Richlun, udt iss you! Udt is you fot I kot!" Dr. Sevier stood sphinx-like, and once more Reisen went on. "'Yes, Mr.
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