After that, the stair-rods will protect us." "No," said Crayshaw, "but it's no stimulus to my genius to have to talk Yankee to such ignorant people.

I might mix up North, South, and West as I liked, and you would be none the wiser.

However, if she chances to hear me speak a week hence, she'll believe that my accent has entirely peeled off.

I thought I'd better provide against that probability.

It was an invention worthy of a poet, which I am." "Que les poetes thoient pendus," said Augustus John, with vigour and sincerity.