He collared me, and then I thought it convenient to pretend that I was deaf and dumb.

I pointed to my mouth with an Au--au--and then to my ears, and shook my head; but he would not be convinced, and I heard him say something about English.

I then knew that there was no time to be lost, so I first burst out into a loud laugh and stopped; and on his attempting to force me, I kicked up his heels, and he fell on the ice with such a rap on the pate, that I doubt if he has recovered it by this time.

There I left him, and have run back as hard as I could, without anything for Peter to fill his little hungry inside with.

Now, Peter, what's your opinion?
for they say that out of the mouth of babes there is wisdom; and although I never saw anything come out of their mouths but sour milk, yet perhaps I may be more fortunate this time, for, Peter, you're but a baby." "Not a small one, O'Brien, although not quite so large as Fingal's _babby_ that you told me the story of.