Makes me a bow with an air and a grace:
'The Captain this moment before you' you see—
That's my nickname in the country,' says he.
Pleasantly sleepy I felt ere he spake,
Now I am thoroughly widely awake;
A shock passes through me of horrid surprise,
I turn upon Harry my wondering eyes,
Catching at hopes, as the drowning at straws,
I cry, as the truth for a moment withdraws,
'You're quizzing me, Harry—that's what you're at,