"No danger," remarked Howard, as he and his cousin were unable to restrain their laughter.
"What be ye spalpeens laughing at?" indignantly demanded the Irishman.
"But, Tim, are you sure you were not mistaken? We saw nothing of the kind," pursued Howard.
The fellow looked too full of indignation to speak.
"What is getting into your heads? Ye saam to be losing your sinses intirely."
"And I can say I saw none of them touch you."
"Then you was blind," was the indignant retort. "Ye harrd him sing out at me heels, didn't you?"
"Of course, we heard them all the time, as we do now; but the one you imagined so close may have been a dozen feet distant."
"But he bit me!" was the triumphant reply to this.
"Where?"