"Insult!"
"What's the matter with that whisky?"
"All right as far as I know, but I wanted lime-juice."
"Lime-juice!" The old man's amazement somewhat subdued his anger. "Lime-juice! Well, I'll be blanked!"
"That's what I asked for," replied Shock good-naturedly.
"Lime-juice!" repeated the old man. "But what in blank, blank did you throw it out for?"
"Why, what else could I do with it?"
"What else? See here, stranger, the hull population of this entire vicinity isn't more than twenty-five persons, but every last one of 'em twenty-five 'ud told you what to do with it. Why didn't you give it to me?"
"Why," said Shock in a surprised tone, "I don't know the ways of your country, but where I come from we don't take any man's leavings."
This was new light upon the subject for the old man.