"But I don'd vas be a Yankee!"
"Get out! Don't dispute me! I know just who and what you are. You are Neptune, come up from the bottom of the sea."
"You lie like dunder!" Fritz retorted, backing up, and beginning to get considerably alarmed, for he began to suspect that she was crazy. "I vasn't no Neptune at all—no von but Fritz Snyder. Id's a vonder you don'd call me Joner, vot swallered de valebone."
"Nop! you're Neptune. Do you see the house up yonder?"
"Vel, yes; vot off it?"
"Oh! that's a high old roost. Ghosts and skeletons perch up there after dark and grin and rattle their bones at you. They don't do it to me, because I feed 'em snuff. Ha! ha! can you snuff the silly part of that outrageous gag? Say, boss, where you going, ef it ain't askin' too much?"
"Vel, I don'd know dot myself."
"Don't know where you're going?"
"No; I vas huntin' vor somebody."
"Oho! so am I! I was huntin' for some one, when I discovered something, and they called me silly because I refused to tell what. Well, good-day; swim over to England when you want to see me again."