“MR. NOBODY,
No. 1 NONESUCH-STREET,
NOWHERE,”
is what I read.
The little man was still smiling and bowing, so I held out my hand and said:
“How do you do, sir? I am very pleased to make your acquaintance. Perhaps you can be good enough to tell me—”
The little man nodded violently.
“To tell me where I am,” I continued.
Mr. Nobody looked very wise, and after a few moments’ thought smiled and nodded more violently than ever, and simply pointed his finger at me.