"Who are you ?" "I've got no name! Why couldn't you let me be ?" "Isn't your name Trimble--Jonah Trimble ?" The poor fellow lifted his head with a little shriek.
"Oh, don't give me up! Don't have me taken up! Help me!" "I will help you all I can, Trimble." "Why, you know me, then ?--you're--Who are you ?" "I'm John Jeffreys.".