[Snatching the jujube box from him.] Will you make haste?
Mr. Bullamy.
Then said I to Wormington, “Posket was non compos mentis when he heard this case—I’m going to re-open the matter!”
Cis.
Hurrah!
Mr. Bullamy.
And I did! And what do you think I found out from the proprietor of the hotel!
Mr. Posket and Cis.
What?
Mr. Bullamy.