“Very well thin! I’ll ax two kinds iv things, an’ yer ’an’r will tell me which ye’d like the best!”
“All right, go on.”
“Long or short?”
“Tall; not short, certainly.”
“Fat or lane?”
“Fie! fie! Andy, for shame; you talk as if they were cattle or pigs.”
“Begor, there’s only wan kind iv fat an’ lane that I knows of; but av ye like I’ll call it thick or thin; which is it?”
“Not too fat, but certainly not skinny.” Andy held up his hands in mock horror:—
“Yer ’an’r shpakes as if ye was talkin’ iv powlthry.”
“I mean Andy,” said I with a certain sense of shame, “she is not to be either too fat or too lean, as you put it.”