"Say, Pat, lemme go," Wilford coaxed.
"Nope," Patsey replied, indifferently.
"Aw, do, Pat, won't cher?"
Mrs. Ducker had been very particular about Wilford's enunciation. Once she dismissed a servant for dropping her final g's. Mrs. Ducker considered it more serious to drop a final g than a dinner plate. She often spoke of how particular she was. She said she had insisted on correct enunciation from the first. So Wilford said again:
"Aw, do, Pat, won't cher?"
Patsey looked carelessly down the street and began to sing:
How much wood would a wood-chuck chuck
If a wood-chuck could chuck wood.
"What cher take fer butcher-ride, Pat?" Wilford asked.
"What cher got?"
Patsey had stopped singing, but still beat time with his foot to the imaginary music.