“I dare say you’ve heard of Macaulay’s England?” asked the lad.
“Macaulay’s.”
“I’ve eerd o’ England, if you mean this ere country, sartainly.”
“You’ve heard of Macaulay’s History, I mean?”
“Can’t say as ever I eerd tell on un.”
“Well, there’s as much in your brief as there is in that book, and that’s saying something, ain’t it?”
“Zo’t be; but what th’ devil be ’t all about?”
“Well, I’ll tell you,” said Horatio, holding out his hands and putting the point of his right forefinger on to the point of the forefinger of his left hand. “First: biography of the plaintiff.”
“There now,” said Bumpkin, shaking the reins; “thee med jist as well talk Greek—it’s the same wally (value) to me, for I doan’t understan’ a word—bography, indade!”