And as you don't know nothing about this gentleman, and wouldn't know him if you met him in the street permiscuous, I take it you'll have to wait to see what he looks like till he turns up again of his own accord.

'Tain't in reason as you can go up to every old gentleman with a brown face as you never see before an' ask him if he's ever been snowed up at the North Pole and why he hasn't got a wooden leg.

He'd think, as likely as not, as you was trying to get a rise out of him.

Don't you know what the name may be, neither ?" "Oh yes, I do, of course," responded Austin.

"He's a Mr Ogilvie." "Never heard of 'im," said Lubin.