And he put me in a bag with a dead hare and a dead rabbit.

And he took me to his house and put me out of the bag into a basket with holes that I could see through.

And I bit him again.

And then he brought me to this city, which I am told is called the Modern Babylon--though it's not a bit like the old Babylon--and he sold me to the man you bought me from, and then I bit them both.

Now, what's your news ?' 'There's not quite so much biting in our story,' said Cyril regretfully; 'in fact, there isn't any.