"How long do you think it will be before I can get about—be fit to go downstairs, I mean?"
"Well, sir, I reckon et depends on yoursel'. Try, an' 'twill come, as the Doctor said when Bill swallered 'arf-a-crown an' wanted to get et up agen by Lady-Day, rent bein' doo."
"Do you think a week would do it?"
"Better say a fortni't, sir."
"What day is it to-day?"
"Thursday."
"Have I been ill for two days?"
"For a fortni't an' two days."
"Bless my soul!"
"Amen, sir."