Take more ink! In three days I am to go down to Nucklao to the school at Nucklao.

The name of the school is Xavier.

I do not know where that school is, but it is at Nucklao.' 'But I know Nucklao,' the writer interrupted.

'I know the school.' 'Tell him where it is, and I give half an anna.' The reed pen scratched busily.

'He cannot mistake.' The man lifted his head.