At intervals he could be heard expostulating: "Ah, no! at the end of the end! Render me the sausages, you, or less I break your throat! Aha! I know you.

You are going to play me there a bad farce.

My sausages and the pork sandwich, else I go away from this place!" He made an exaggerated show of replacing his big horn in its case, but the by-standers raised a great protest.

The sandwiches and one sausage were produced; the other had disappeared.

In the end Skeezichs allowed himself to be appeased.