“I ikes dat.”
“I am right glad on't. Now list the story.”
He chanted a child's story in a sort of recitative, singing a little moral refrain now and then. The boy listened with rapture.
“I ikes oo,” said he, “Ot is oo? is oo a man?”
“Ay, little heart, and a great sinner to boot.”
“I ikes great tingers. Ting one other tory.”
Story No. 2 was Chanted.
“I ubbs oo,” cried the child impetuously, “Ot caft(3) is oo?”
“I am a hermit, love.”
“I ubbs vermins. Ting other one.”