"But what is Pison?"
"He means Poison."
"Oh, is that it; then why don't he say Poison? It's very absurd for anybody to say Pison, when they mean Poison all the while."
"It's all the same," said the groom. "Pison is my way, and the t'other is yourn, that's all!"
"What became of the hat?" asked the junior counsel for the prosecution.
"I don't know. When I found the dog, in a wery bad state indeed, it was gone."
"Now, John Figgs," said Todd's counsel, "could you identify that hat again among five hundred hats like it?"
"Five hundred?"
"Yes, or a thousand."
"Well, I should say not. It wouldn't be an easy matter to do that, I take it. I could tell you a particular horse among any lot, but I ain't so well known in the way of hats."