Rage made the face of the o-gress glow like a fur-nace, as she made a pounce at poor Wil-lie for his ill-ad-vis-ed speech; and she would have caught him in her gripe, had he not dod-ged round a large bun-dle of ve-ge-ta-bles which luck-i-ly lay on the floor.

Den ve qvits, ain'd it?" Callahan nodded and dropped to the platform.

"So, so," he said inwardly; also, "Very well, ve-ry well.