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We go to the top of a very wide main street to await the tram which is to take us to the Pyramids. "Poste-carte, sir-r-r-r," says insinuatingly a ragged ruffian, thrusting vividly coloured picture postcards into our faces as we stand. We turn away, shaking our heads.
The door, naturally, on a boat of this size, would be low, the roof rising above decks no higher than one's waist; and as I bent to knock again, the door of the companion stairs was suddenly thrust open against my face, and framed in the opening thus made, there appeared the august visage of Auntie Lucinda herself. "Well, sir-r-r-r!" said she, after a time, regarding me sternly.
I can by no means reproduce the awfulness of her "r's." "Yes, madam?" I replied mildly, holding my nose, which had been smitten by the door. She made no answer, but stood, a basilisk in mien. "I just came, my dear Mrs. Daniver," I began, "to ask you " "And time you did, sir-r-r-r! I was just coming to ask you " "And time you did, my dear Mrs. Daniver I have missed you so much, these several days.
Without the formality of a knock, Mr. Grimm entered the French teacher's room. "So this is your idea of a joke, eh?" he cried, shaking the bell under Professor Socrat's nose. "I'll report you to Dr. Mead for this. You frog-eater you!" "Sir-r-r-r!" fairly shouted Professor Socrat. "You call me a frog- eater-r-r-r-r?" "Yes, and a donkey also!" exclaimed Mr. Grimm.
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