"Probably she didn't say Barkley," observed Francesca cuttingly; "she would have been sure to commit that sort of solecism." "Why, don't you say Barkley in the States?" "Certainly not; we never call them the States, and with us c-l-e-r-k spells clerk, and B-e-r-k Berk." "How very odd!" remarked Mr. Anstruther.
I have not been to school for nothing; not I. The English call c-l-e-r-k, clark; and c-u-c-u-m-b-e-r, cowcumber; and a-n-g-e-l, aingel; and no reasoning can convince me that's right. I've got a string of words of this sort, that they pronounce out of all reason, that's as long as a pair of leading-lines, or a ship's tiller-rope.