He tried to look very fierce as he said this; but as his body looked like a barrel, with three big X’s upon it, and his head was a large pewter-pot, the boys could not help laughing, which Norval excused by saying, “I beg your pardon, but you do look so dumpy.”
“In coorse I does,” said he. “Porters no good that bean’t stout, you know.”
“Oh, but you’re so stout!” said Jaques.
“No, I ain’t So’s stout,” said he; “I’m Dublin stout.”
TURKEY CHANGING.
“If you’re doubling stout,” said Norval, “that’s as stout as can be, isn’t it?”
“No, it ain’t. I’m more than that already. Don’t you know treble X when you see him?”
“Oh yes, I know now,” said Jaques. “I’ve heard papa say that X is an unknown quantity; and you’re three times him, are you?”