Another matter of concern was on Mr. Duff Salter's mind his serving-man. Such an unequal servant he had never seen at times full of intelligence and snap, again as dumb as the bog-trotters of Ireland. "What was the matter with you yesterday?" asked the deaf man of Mike one day. "Me head, yer honor!" "What ails your head?" "Vare-tigo!" "How came that?" "Falling out of a ship!"