"Do you feel ill?
Where ?" "Here," answered Ruggiero bringing his heavy bony hand down upon his huge chest with a noise that made the chemist start, and then chuckle.
"Just there, eh ?" said the latter ironically.

"You have the health of a horse.

Go to dinner." "I tell you it is there," returned Ruggiero.

"Sometimes it is quite quiet, as it is now, but sometimes it jumps and threshes like a dolphin at sea." "H'm! The heart, eh ?" The old man came round his counter and applied his ear to Ruggiero's breast.

"Regular as a steam engine," he said.