That's what he told the judge the next day, and the judge sent him to the island for a few months to improve his memory.

The air over to the island is very good to improve the memory." "You ought to know," said Tim, sullenly; "you've been there times enough." "Have I ?" said Dick.

"Maybe you saw me there.

Was it the ninth time you were there, or the tenth ?" "I never was there," said Tim.
"Maybe it was your twin brother." suggested Dick.

"What made you break my friend's fiddle?
He wouldn't have minded it so much, only it belonged to his grandfather, a noble count, who made boots for a livin'." "I don't believe he had a fiddle at all," said Tim.
"That's where your forgetfulness comes in," said Dick "Have you forgot the lickin' I gave you last summer for stealin' my blackin' box ?" "You didn't lick me," said Tim.
"Then I'll lick you harder next time," said Dick.
"You ain't able," said Tim, who, glancing over his shoulder, saw the approach of a policeman, and felt secure.
"I will be soon," said Dick, who also observed the approach of the policeman.