9/27 "If you speak to me like that, you ruffian, I'll throw you out." "What ?--you ?" "Yes, me," and the Professor stood on tip-toe, like the bantam he was. "See here, Professor, touching that mummy ?" "My mummy: my green mummy. What about it ?" Braddock rose to the fly thrown by this skilful angler. What will you shell out if I pass along that corpse ?" "Ah!" The Professor again stood on tip-toe, gasping and purple in the face. He almost squeaked in the extremity of his anger. |