As to your libellous accusations, sir, you will probably hear further on that point from my solicitor, and now good-day." "Be me sowl, this bates cock-fightin', McKnight," said the constable.
"Th' monkey's right, Mack.

Sure, it's an ass yiv made iv yersilf this day." When McKnight and his party had gone, and the museum was empty of patrons, the Professor mopped his brow, and drew a great breath.
"It's lucky we were prepared for that emergency," he said.
"I dunno," said the man-monkey; "why shouldn't a Missing Link talk, anyhow ?" "Look here, Nickie, you're wantin' to be too talented," said the Professor.

"Your overweening ambition will ruin everything.

Why, bless my soul, you be wanting to shave clean and have a vote presently.".