“Blamed if I can tell ’e ’zactly; ’tis my business.”
“Then it is a very disgraceful business, and you ought to know better.”
“I doan’t know nothin’ ’tall. I be a li’l’ Jacky-Twoad. I awnly comes out the bog of a warm evenin’, like this here.”
“I never hurt you, did I?”
“Caan’t say as you did.”
“I never even said an unkind word about you?”
“Not as I’ve heard tell on.”
“Then why were you so wicked?”
The Jacky-Toad had nothing to answer, so changed the subject.
“What might your name be, if I may ax?”