If I could get hold of a good-sized monkey's skin, I might sew you up in it." "A bear skin would be better, I should say," Dick laughed; "but I don't think anyone would think that it was a real bear.

I saw a chap with one once, at Athlone: no man could open his mouth as wide as that beast did; and as to its tongue, it would be four times as long as mine.

No, I think the woman idea would be best; but I should have to shave very close." "Shave!" Terence repeated, scornfully.

"Why, I could not see any hair on your face with a magnifying glass.

If that were the only drawback, the matter could be arranged without difficulty." Without farther adventure, they crossed the mountains and came down to Bayonne.