Mr Wegg, not to name myself as a workman without an equal, I've gone on improving myself in my knowledge of Anatomy, till both by sight and by name I'm perfect.

Mr Wegg, if you was brought here loose in a bag to be articulated, I'd name your smallest bones blindfold equally with your largest, as fast as I could pick 'em out, and I'd sort 'em all, and sort your wertebrae, in a manner that would equally surprise and charm you.' 'Well,' remarks Silas (though not quite so readily as last time), 'THAT ain't a state of things to be low about .-- Not for YOU to be low about, leastways.' 'Mr Wegg, I know it ain't; Mr Wegg, I know it ain't.

But it's the heart that lowers me, it is the heart! Be so good as take and read that card out loud.' Silas receives one from his hand, which Venus takes from a wonderful litter in a drawer, and putting on his spectacles, reads: '"Mr Venus,"' 'Yes.

Go on.' '"Preserver of Animals and Birds,"' 'Yes.

Go on.' '"Articulator of human bones."' 'That's it,' with a groan.