Pray, sir, has the black ox trod upon your toe since we parted ?" 'Philip tried to laugh, but he did not succeed; he bit his lip and was silent.
'"I am under orders to entertain you, Mr.Blondel, and if my poor brain can be made to gird this fairy isle, I shall certainly be obedient.

So I begin with playing the leech.

What ails you, sir ?" '"Miss Blair!" he was going to remonstrate.
'"Miss Blair! Now, pity.

I'm a quack! for whip me, if I know whether Miss Blair is a fever or an ague.

How did you catch it, sir ?" '"Really, Miss Blair--" '"Nay, I see you don't like doctoring; I give over, and now I'll be sensible.