The old tavern keeper's references to himself were too fresh in his mind.

"False prophet" and "worker of iniquity!" "I'm not judging your uncle," he declared.

"It seemed to me that the boot was on the other leg." "I know, but you do judge him, and you mustn't.

You see, he thought you had come to make fun of him--and us.

Some of the Regular people do, people who aren't fit to tie his shoes.