"I want the salt."

"I thought you did; and that's the reason why you called for a saddler."

"I didn't call for any saddler. I said sellier."

"Precisely so; and that is a saddler."

"What shall I say?"

"Sel."

"Sel; sellier. Well, I knew there was a sell about it somewhere."

"Precisely; but you were sold. I advise you not to make any long speeches in French."

"You may bet your life I shall not," replied Lynch.

"Just mention the thing you want in one word; then you won't confuse garçon's intellect by flooding it with ideas."